When you kissed my lips for the first time, i felt butterflies invading my stomach
Then you kissed my lips for the second time, and i felt heaven hell, sun moon, burning while alive-all at once
You took a breath, and kissed me again for the third time and i felt my pieces sticking back together.
You kissed me one, two, three too many times.
You kissed my lips, and took all my thirst for love away.
You took a breath and just when i thought you gonna kiss me again, you attacked me with the word “too much”, and caused my world to fall down to pieces and crash
Like a midnight thieve trying to open the door, you cut my wounds deep open, just when i thought you were my medicine.
But then, then you kissed me again, using the term “last” instead of “more” and left me behind to crash down.
such a painful ending, just when i said that you’re my peace, you decided to break my heart, and to pieces i fell to the ground scattering it with your leftover love stains.
Bittersweet love 