he says ' i would never forget you. i could never forget you .' says it like he means it. his breath warm against my face. sometimes he is so close. that nothing else matters. except his fingers lacing with my own.
he says ' i will come back to you. i need to come back to you.' lips brushing my own. he tastes so sweet that for a moment i believe he will .
sometimes all that matters is that he's close to me.
I say ' you'll my break heart when you leave .' and he looks away . his eyes refusing to meet my own. and i know what he's thinking. but i'm not quite sure what's going through my head.
