twelve [after her part three]

[daydreams of exaggerated feelings]

kissing her

(at first)

was like

eating soft cake

because it was like

all i wanted

was more

a soft sweet

more

and kissing her

(for the last time)

felt like

putting a lighter

up to my tongue

and waiting

for the

wind to blow

it knew it would burn

but i waited for it

anyway

-i had a dream i kissed a girl and then went on tumblr