Our Fully Clothed One Night Stand
Kissing you was cosmic
You brought me in, taking my breath away
Luring me in, giving me a sense of hope that this would be something
I hoped for anything but a one night friday makeout session
When your lips met mine, it was as if a surge of lightning echoed through my hollow soul
My heart skipped a beat,
And it was as if the sands of time stopped to send energy back to my heart
And I laid my head on your chest, and you proceeded to tell me I was beautiful
I felt safe in your arms,
A sense of home
Your arms made of compliments and muscle
I smiled, believing you for those minutes we spent close
And they say you never forget your first kiss
And maybe I was just lucky enough for you to be my first, but I couldn’t find the four leafed clover for anything more
And I’m afraid to tell you that maybe I like you more than a little bit
And that maybe I began to feel invested in the idea that maybe you were different
But I understand, I read between the wrong lines
We had different intentions
And maybe I never had a chance