They had become more like people who'd been through a war together, with little in common but the battle itself.

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You don't speak, because as you are at loss of words, and he does not know weather he is glad to see you or not. The kiss is your favorite flavor, but something is missing. You can taste the coffee and the alcohol from your own lips, and the cigarettes from his.

You kiss harder. You are trying to pour the memories of your lives into his heart, and neither of you know why you are latching onto one another when you should be separating in every sense of the word.

And as you gather the strength to part, you tell him that you don't care, and you don't know exactly what you don't care for, but you hope he gets what you are trying to say. You keep your eyes closed, because they tell a different story, and you do care.

But he knows it without looking into your eyes, and though he does not know what you don't care for, it gives him power to know that you really do.

It gives him power because he knows you. Because he thinks he knows you, and it gives you power to think he doesn't.

And what do you, both of you, do with that misunderstood power?

You wanted to ask someone for advice, but they didn't know how it felt. Because before you could ask for advice, you have already done the stupid thing.

It's important that you keep your feelings and your self worth in different places because when feelings get hurt it shouldn't change how you view yourself. But you don't think of that.

He is right there, attached to your lips as you are to his, but you miss him. You miss him, while he is right beside you. And you will always miss him, weather he is there or not. Because he is not the sole planet your moon revolves around; because honey, you are the sun and he is just another meteorite. But God, how will you miss his shine when he was your only star on the dark sky.

And you miss him. And you kiss him harder than ever, like you are trying to see if there is still that feeling you got when you first kiss him.

But it isn't there. And you want to feel it again.