I was in awe of you.
such teenage vanity embodied in a teenage female.
the agony yet blissfulness of a preteen wanting to love.
to latch onto something pure almost angelic.
such beauty.
I'd die just to have it.
to taste it immensely on my lips.
yet you had me deep.
with your silky words almost velvet to the tongue.
your talons they cut me deep yet I wanted more.
of the kiss that was lost in my dreams every night since the day we met.
I was a mad man for your light brown long hair, baby blue sapphire eyes, and pale porcelain skin so soft yet too hot to touch.
I had deep-seated fantasies of taking you somewhere alone and just ravage you.
yet this was poetic and infatuated to perfection.
wet dreams my preteen mind could only want.
yet we were a tragedy doomed to love.
yet everyone judged us with watchful wandering eyes.
as popularity was ignorance.
yet I wanted it sweetly.
but only at a cost of a bitter taste.
yet hurting you it killed me harshly.
a broken heart I couldn't mend.
a kiss.
a touch.
a hug.
the ways I hurt you they torture me again and again.
the pretty little succubus.
the smile I'll never see again.
wanting heaven.
tasting hell.
as my mind runs back to that simpler time again and again.
knowing I can't be where you are.
I cannot feel you again.
I'm in agony.
tormented by the Love that cut me deep and crumble to me in the end.
©darkmocha
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