Click

Two bodies click, and just because of this it does not mean they’re bound together.

Two brains link, and it doesn’t make it forever.

I was naive, taught that sex was only meant to be shared in a house where there was undeniable love.

In a place where holy matrimony trumped all.

I was naive, and in result of this I got my heart broken many times.

Each time, becoming more and more sour like lime.

It turns out, lime is my favorite fruit.

And the more riper the lime the more bitter the juice.

With the older I get, the less fucks that I give.

That’s the only way I’ve learned how to live.

So let the bodies click, in a never binding way.

Let the lovers kiss, and never see each other for another day.

Let bodies be felt, like it’s a one time thing.

And don’t pick up the call when love gives a ring.