Kissing behind sacred walls
Memories of bathroom stalls
Low lit halls and partially done showers
We frequented these escapades when we were young
Sneaking kisses, back rubs, sharing secrets in the dark
Hiding our well lit love in pure sight
We were a force to be reckoned
Equally jaded, yet thirsting for one another
Juvenile love...
Holding hands in back seats
Kissing under the moon
We've met so many times in darkness
That our hands had night vision
Seamlessly paving the way around each other's waists
We kept it PG
Discussed marriage and possibilities
While causing cracks in our foundation
Allowing outsiders to dictate the rules we should follow
Letting them play tug-a-war with our arms
We fought to stay together
But emotionally never won
I was too consumed of what seemed too good to be true
And you, too afraid to admit your pain
So we fell apart as quickly as we fell together
