you asked me that. i was too scared to see how right you were.
we owe ourselves one classic night.
i mean vaping, playing mario kart, talking about nothing, watching a movie, making out, getting drunk as hell all snuggled up on the couch, teasing… then mind blowing sex. waking up, hating ourselves, vaping some more, go for a run, shower, hold each other for one long, soft, real kiss.
then saying goodbye.
cuz that goodbye doesn’t feel like it counted. i didn’t feel anything.
i should have felt something.
now i feel empty and i demand another chance to feel everything.
next time i’m home.
that’s the deal.
neither of us have a choice.