This morning I found myself wishing that you had let me kiss you.
At least once. Just to see.
But we were both good Christian girls,
Until only one of us was
And it wasn't me.
I told myself that I value my freedom over only being told I had it
And I'm sure to you they're the same thing.
But not to me.
But I still find myself wishing that you had let me kiss you.
Just once. Just to see.