Used To...

We used to play,
and kiss,
and speak,
and touch,
and caress,
and want,
and need,
and want some more.
Until we were drenched in love
and infatuation,
and a mixture of the two.
On a good day when rain made us run
in doors and hide until we were content
with just the two of us
Alone.
And happy.
And now we fight,
and argue,
and hate,
and wish for better days gone by.

xoxo