Breakup Stories

I pulled up slow, no plan, no script, Just heart in my throat and heat on my lips. She turned around, and time just stalled That stare said, damn, but her body called. “Ten-minute break,” she said real low, Tugged my wrist, said, “You already know.” We passed the door like it wasn’t there Straight to the back where she used to swear. ⸻ My back hit crates, her hands hit skin, She kissed like war, like we’d never sinned. Sh...