skirts make me feel pretty. button up shirts and pants. warm spring days + breezes through the window screen. you were laying down and i was sitting on top of you. the radio on, you were mouthing the words to the songs. then i would kiss you and your lips would melt into mine. sometimes we would start laughing so hard that we couldn't kiss. your eyes would shut and your lips spread to show your teeth and it was a nice moment.

pool games with bets. you kept winning, but in the end we both won. with your hands touching the cotton of my skirt and my fingers pulling the buttons of your shirt. hands on skin, skin on skin, mouths on skin.

you are the missing piece to my heart, love.

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