Oh, My Temporary Love

These laughs we share are temporary.

They will soon be created by a different voice.

Much softer.

A lot sweeter like the taste of pure sugar.

Physical contact will be felt by new,

unfamiliar hands while they discover these secrets of hidden scars.

And it will burn my skin from a memory of a once upon a time.

Although our love may be temporary.

These memories have already engraved their hidden meanings into my skin.

Like a brand I can’t get away from.