Imagine flirting with someone you hate but know they keep thinking about you each and every time they see you then stares and looks they give you while you walk up to them while you're both drunk again after years of not seeing eachother the eye contact their lips and hair and smell reminds you how it felt the last time you saw them.
You ask them did they miss your sweet lying lips because you didn't miss theirs you missed their messed up touch Wich used to drive you nuts but inside you know you should never go back to it because they are horrible .
All it was the rum,whiskey and wine and drunk messy making out you think you miss, you miss being used and played with Wich is horrible because deep inside you knew but you wanted them to keep giving you that sweet attention.
