>afternoon filled with flirting and sexual
innuendos, intended or accidental, either
making me feel “funny” down there.
hiding behind sunglasses, averting your look
thats always said so much, me imagining a
wet streak my tongue would leave on your neck.
you put it so eloquently, “its my body reacting”,
tapping your leg nervously, while i cant help
but wish away this table between us.
did we really waste our time?
would a kiss really be that wrong?
flipping through frames of our past life with
the smell of your chewing gum in my head. its
taste made me noxious, mixed with cigarettes,
yet i hold on to the wrapping.
instant reminder of your lips.