We Quit Kissing In Parking Lots

November 18th 2013

Nobody eats the crust from my French Toast.

Nobody sings me songs.

Nobody brings me coffee in bed.

Sometimes people tell me I'm pretty.

But I wish that it was you instead.

We quit kissing in parking lots.

We quit talking in bed.

We quit eating in parked cars.

We quit making love at rest stops.

We quit kissing in parking lots.

Reviews

[Kesha]

This is good but for some reason it almost feels as though it is unfinished? Like there might be more hidden somewhere in your journal or something haha. Anyways I like it very much. Might be one of my favorites.