The familiarity, yet unfamiliarity of your lips drove me wild. 

I knew your body inside and out, 

I'd kissed your lips a thousand times.

This time, though, with your lips against my lips, 

I felt nothing. 


And if I had known then, what I know now,

I would have savored that moment. 


Who could have ever guessed, 

that the nothing-ness I had once felt upon your lips, 

was the closet thing to something I would ever feel again. 




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