cofee house kisses

I haven’t written anything in weeks.

Months really.

But then you came in, quite unexpectedly.

You were cute.

You were supposed to just be a f**k.

Just a drunken night.

But you ended up being coffee house kisses.

You were my late-night thoughts.

You were the reason I wrote.

You were my muse.

You were my heartache, my heartbreak, my one desire.

You became an impulse.

You became an addiction.

With just one taste of your lips I was hooked.

And soon coffee house kisses were the only things I could think of.

 

 

Reviews

[Ashe Conten]

I love how much affection is in this