3:01

it's three in the morning and all i can think about is what your skin felt like when it stroked my cheek.

and i don't know why i'm still fixated on it because it only happened twice.

and you always said that my lips were so soft but they were rough compared to your touch darling.

and you would play Billie Holiday in the car because i loved her and perhaps you loved me.

but i highly doubt you did because you never told me you would be leaving in two weeks.

but your touch felt like love and i hope my lips felt like love to you because they were filled with it.

so when you kiss him tonight, touch him the way you touched me.

because if i can never experience it again, at least let another get a taste of what heaven feels like.