I'm seeing someone.

Move on. Move the fuck on. Can't you see I'm not good for you?

He spins his girlfriend around for a kiss. His hand lays comfortably on her butt while the other is tangled in between her dark hair.

All he can think about is how good it felt when he kissed her. Her kisses made his skin sing in the most blissful way as his heart fluttered furiously in his chest. She tasted like heaven and he felt on cloud nine whenever her soft, rosey lips touched his.

God, I miss her. He thinks.