One Year Later

same place,
different boy
but this time,
I’m in control
this time,
I’m on top
this time,
it’s my car in the dark
and I’m the one wary
of getting caught
this time,
my breath comes out smooth
instead of sharp
this time,
he’s the one
who can feel my beating heart
this time,
the kissing doesn’t stop
and this time
doesn’t feel like a loss

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