sweet & sour

You make me feel alive. I am more me when I’m with you. You make me blush, flush. I can’t shut up when I'm with you. Any moment spent with you is cherished. Until you’re gone.

Until you’re gone.

When we met at that party for the first time, I fell in love. Holding you makes me feel safe, at home. I don’t know what to do with my hands when I’m alone, nervous without you holding mine. I can’t live without you, how am I supposed to me be without you. I hate when we fight, the day after we had the time of our lives. You make me hate you, think twice about myself. You hurt me.

You hurt me.

But that’s when we meet again. Your touch on my lips, consuming my motions, the rush I feel in my bones. It’s you. It’s always been you. I miss you. I miss when it’s just us, in bed, alone. I really love you when you’re with my friends, our friends. I miss you, I’m sorry I hated you, wasted you, my sweet and sour. My hot and cold. Bitter,

bitter drink.