I could leave the kisses behind

Even though it's sweet and kills me every time

Forget about the sex

Even if I hold my breath

Drop the hand holding

Even though I brace for the one moment

And cut the eye contact

Actually scratch that - I'm a sucker for heart melting eye contact

I'm just here for the journey

The relationship

The care

The love

In both good and bad

The flaws and perfections

I want those kisses to mean something

The sex to be a true vulnerability

The hand holding to be an unbreakable link

The eye contact to be soul searching and soul soothing

I want the story to be whole

Because if they do all those things

But without the substance

I could really care less

Because it means nothing at all to them

So why should it mean something to me?

So when you tell me that I'm here just because they kissed

Please know that I'm not here for the kisses

And shouldn't be too

I'm here for the love

Inspiration: School, fall play, skam, and a friend

Notes on the formatting: So I decided to type this up the way I wrote it in my notebook - almost like a display of the way it naturally flowed...