i dream of an awkward first kiss that starts at my forehead and gravitates to my lips
i can see a shared smile and hear a childish chuckle echoing between us as we say “**** the universe” and we throw away all the past things we’d rehearsed because, let’s face it the us we’ve been has been cursed and the world around us has been pointing to so many signs trying to lead us to each other but somehow we’ve still never touched never kissed never licked never ****** maybe deep down we know it’d be too much and we’d both just melt into puddles and remain as mush
but whenever i tell my heart to hush it talks back all sassy like a teen girl to her mother saying “idgaf” and like girl, i get it i am it i live it but what the ****?