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.