you know she visited me last night
she’s so sweet, i call her my little sugar skull
stupid i know but we both like it
she told me she misses me, we use to be so close
we both like when im near her but last time we were that close we had a fight
i remember shouting “No! i can’t be with you”
she seemed sad because she knew i wanted to
"im sorry i have to think of what my family will think"
she reminds me of my younger years and how obsessed with her i was
She talks about the little things i do, i like how she notices them
remains of her etched in my habits, “you don’t look both ways anymore” she says
she continues, “seat belts only when asked, that calm you get when being wreckless, you haven’t visited our spot, ive been waiting.”
i look up at her “i dont jump anymore” i say solemnly
she coos “remember how fun it was, one wrong movement, one wrong timed flip and you would be with me, and it would just be an accident, but you were too precise for that”
"why are you here babe" i say
"i dont know you called me" she whispers as we share my bed
"i want you" i say looking her down
"i know" she touches my face "you haven’t been this cold in a long time. is it that bad?"
"you seem worried" i smerk
"you know i dont like when you tease me"
"if that were true we wouldn’t be here"
"i know where you hid them i can show you if you are ready"
"i think i am"
"sweetie we aren’t taking maybes anymore, you have told me you were ready three times now look at me are you ready?"
"can i get back to you?"
"no new years it could be our first kiss" she smiled hugged me and left