Its about this guy again....i cant help it. it seemed like it had been foreve since i had seen him...and i thought things would go back to normal to where i didnt wanna jump on you and kiss you at the damn sight of you. but was i way wrong. thats all i could imagine myself doing...and in the middle of my drunken blabbering...i told you i loved you...and damn..you said you loved me to. i wasnt so sure if you really meant that or if it was just the alcohol talking. but that night...you awake me and make me come and sleep on your chest...i then all of a sudden couldnt sleep. then we talked...and talked...like we used to...but i could only stare at your lips...because i wanted to kiss them...and sure its wrong....because i have a boyfriend and he had a girlfriend..but it wasnt eachother....i then find myself saying "i wish i could kiss you".....then him saying..."i wish i could kiss you to"....then.....we found ourselves kissing....and touching and stopping....expresing how bad this is...how we cant do it....and then one of saying "just one more kiss"...and then a lot more "one more kisses".....and it ended.....not with simple fucking..but i swear...we made love. and i dont regret it one bit....id do over and over again. <3
"why cant he see that its supossed to be me"