Seven Eighteen Twenty Four

You walked up my drive today, you walked through my front door. You looked me in my eyes, and it’s like we were before…

I finally called it quits on you then it came to be.. the nonstop visions I’ve had of things, these things of you and me.

Your laugh is back, your hands your mouth.. that voice I’ve missed so much. The way you tickle me into submission, so nonchalantly with your touch.

Friends-just friends, that’s what I’ll tell myself, just happy to have a piece of you back. This time I won’t fall head over heels and I’ll keep myself on track…

I can’t even play it cool with you, your presence alone had my body shaking… but this time my heart isn’t up for grabs-it’s not up for your taking.

You want things I just cannot give you, but life without you seems so bland… there isn’t anything I want from you, not even your presence on demand.

So many things I wanna sing and write, so many things I want to say.. but I’m just grateful for everything that brought you physically to me today.

Back to your laugh, your hands, your mouth.. your eyes looking into mine. Your scent that surely lingers in my bed will send shivers down my spine.

Is this starting over? Could this be our new chapter? Don’t overthink it this time girl, he’s not your happily ever after…

Take is slow, let him fill the void of no longer having a man’s touch.. and whatever you do never show your cards and let him know he means so much.