"i like you."
he said.
"i really do."
he repeated.
so then why did i feel so much hesitation?
as his lips grazed my neck, as his hands hooked onto the waist of my jeans
just like he had me, hooked around his fingers
"goddamnit."
he would say my name as if it was a teacup,
as if it would shatter if he let go of it.
so why did i feel like a regular used plastic cup?
he would bring my lips to his,
he would make me tremble with anxiety
to the point where i felt i could forget my name.
all i knew at those moments were his name
kwon soonyoung.
he would caress my thighs
bringing his fingers higher and higher
taking me on a rollercoaster that only went up.
and as soon as he reached my high,
it was all downhill from there.
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my love | kwon soonyoung
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