Crush.

As you hold me, i take you in, your smell, your breathing, your embrace.

As you kiss me, i'm there, kissing you back, with your breath on my cheek.

As you hold me, your strong, I feel your protection, its for real.

As you kiss me, its soft, yet passionate, you mean it all.

As I cry, your gone, guilt must kill you, because my tears, your fault.

Only thing I'm thinking is how good you were at pretending,

and how gulable I was.

Author's Note

Not the best I've done. Im not very proud of it.