By

Kassie Flint

Most girls write about their first kiss,
and how it is something they will never forget.
But not me,
I am writing about my last kiss,
and how it is something that I will miss.
We were at your house,
in your room, and the month was june.
I did not know it would be our last kiss.
I went to leave,
but came back in,
only to kiss you again
I kissed your lips,
so soft and pure,
I thought that I was sure,
sure that you were the one for me
but I was wrong,
And because of what you did to me,
thats the last u'll see of me