Today, I told you that I would leave.

You went down on your knees and begged me please.

I couldn't look you in the eye when I packed my bags. I told myself that there will be no looking back.

You kissed me hard and asked me why. I kissed you back and said goodbye.

When I slammed the door I didn't know what to feel. Should I be happy? Sad? Or should I be relieved?

When I found you, I lost myself. You're kisses brought me home but it left me depressed.

In a sea of desire, we were one big wave. Constantly overlapping each other until we couldn't be saved.

Now I'm on my own again and one day when we meet, hopefully you're kisses will mean nothing to me but a distant memory.