It hurts to think because I know
I wanted to.
I wanted to wrap him
in my arms and close my eyes,
trusting him so much that
I wouldn't need
to open them.
I wanted to press
my lips to his
and kiss him like he's never been
kissed before,
assuming that's the case. Not as if
I would know,
since I've never
been kissed
myself.

Author's Notes: This is my first-ever free verse poem, because there was no possible way I could make it rhyme and get it across right at the same time. Not to mention I wanted to show the gaps in my thoughts...but anyhow, any suggestions and/or support would be immensely helpful! ~Jakira