Name: Acne Proofing Daily Scrub
I need you to know it's still me. Before you open the gates to your guarded castle, and let this determined lion in, I need you to understand what might happen once you see me again. It could be another mistake, another spiral, another rabbit hole we can't help but fall into. It's not entirely our fault. We're merely drawn to creating fires and never putting them out. Our souls have always burned the same, flickering with madness until we find each other again. The wildfires will then give way for the ocean when we're in the same room, allowing for us to cook up more regrettable words to haunt us at night.
Incorrigibly unashamed, I walk within lazy strides on my way to the same coffee shop you met the plain Jane with the darkest of secrets hidden behind her cautious smile. Picking the same table where you offered her a seat and an easy but potent grin, all the while ignoring the good morning texts you've stopped answering from your doting wife, I close my eyes after taking a scorching hot sip of bitter coffee and picture you leaning in closer to her. Your lips and warm breath are caressing her ear, while your words cause her to blush and lean in against the softness of the same lips you had between my legs the night before you met her.