longer.blue

I still think of you- the kiss in the parking lot the way you flirted with me
 like I was a Queen, 
 like I was the only one you could see. Doll.
 Exhilarating. I was a fish on a hook-
 and so were you. But I chose calm waters
over fire. 
Stability over passion.
 Comfort & protection,
 over the kind of desire
 that turns everything
 to ash.