And you still on my mind...

I find myself running cold fingers across my lips,
Your taste still lingering.

Head back, down it, burning,
Repeat.

You sat across from me under that fucking tree and watched,
The icy cool liquid, stopped my breath.
Kind of like you.

That time disappeared in a flash, and there you were, smiling and laughing,
Interacting with others, not being anti-social.

We were mimicking actions.

You laughed at me and her. You laughed and whispered something.
I heard my name.

Then,
You threw your jacket over my shoulders, the edges touching the mud.

It's nice, huh?
Warm, comfortable, expensive, I want one. It had a nice scent. I wish I'd kept it on longer.

I'm sorry I kicked you.
I'm sorry I annoyed you.
I'm sorry you need me to spell it out.

I like you. A lot.


get over it.. him Ashley.


[Remember when you pressed your lips to my neck?
Yes?

That was fun. We should get drunk every night.]