Bitter Sweet
We touch new and old lives everyday
Some for forever, others for a moment
The influence we have on everyone is indescribable,
yet yours has been forever rememberable
The way you kissed my head,
How you brushed my cheek
wiping streaming tears
The way our lips intertwined
leaving a bitter sweet taste behind
No one has left a mark on me like you have
Now instead of locked lips
I'm left with locked lids
of a substance I shouldn't be holding
I'm here, stranded and crying
Waiting
for that bitter sweet taste
to start fading
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