Saturday, 11 April 2015

gwti

Her lips tasted of the coffee she had downed a while ago. Bitter, refreshing and addictive. He couldn't help the shock that coursed through him as he Tasted her essence in those lips. He was a Goner. Her lips were the next batch of cigarettes he'd never smoke as he found his new drug.
Sparks weren't flying but when he opened his eyes to look into her, all her bitterness had vanished away.
The longing desire that flushed his being made him realize what he had missed his whole life

And god

He never realized how amazing coffee was
Until her kiss




-3A.M
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