That's how it's done
That night you took my face in both hands and kissed me so gently
I had never been kissed with such a sweetness but with so much power
You pulled away and told my friend sitting next to us "that's how it's done bro"
I wanted to say "that's exactly how it's done"
YOU ARE READING
Belonging
Teen FictionA collections of poems from the first time I fell in love. The art of falling The art of breaking The art of missing The art of coming back
