i’m sort of seeing someone
but we’re keeping it casual
keeping it strictly just for fun
strictly sexual
but we’re 99% sure i’m not The One
not because we’re incompatible
there are just things that can’t be done
and that’s totally understandable
but the way i feel when i’m with him
every second’s a borrowed heaven
selfishly claiming possession of his skin
mild obsession hidden in discretion
i kissed his lips as if they’re mine
and left scratches along his spine
grabbed his hair, pulled him into me
surrendered myself to intensity
but when all is said and done
in the end i’m still not The One.
not someone foreverable
just
fuckable.
