Touching you only complicated me. It would’ve been different if we were still we. But we’re just two broken promises that swore our vows. Just two more liars in a world full of cowards. Afraid to put in the work it’ll take to coexist. Truth be known, I still miss the taste of you lips. The feel of your skin. I still crave how I crave you within. As unspoken secrets are hidden deep beyond sight. Still awaiting your return to waltz back into my life. But we aren’t who we said we claimed to be. There’s a you and then there’s a me. Doing what we do on our own. And yet, I can still feel you close enough for luv to be shown. Dam us for allowing the distance in between use. Bcuz I could still use you.
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