 | Confusion is something saved for those who cant make up their minds,
so why then am I? I Have chosen my partner havent I?
Years of binding memories entwined together with each kiss, hurried passionate,stolen in secret,slow and soulful, hurry up I have to go, Ill see you soon, a small gesture of compliance to the rules for love: he leaves me wanting, He leaves me thinking, he leaves me quickly without thought, an automated response is nothing to worry about is it? Then why then am I confused enough to seach for what I miss? Is the answer simply in his last Kiss? |  |