Just one time.
That would be all then 
Goodbye.

“I feel nothing anymore”
I said.
You just smiled.

The second time,
Turned into three to six at once.
“Nothing special.” 
I told myself.

A hundred kisses.
Dozens of hours lost in your arms.
Nothing special.

“Something special.”
You said.
Still I wait for the catch.

“No catch, something special.”
You said. 
A hundred more kisses.
A dozen more hours.

“Something special.”
I agreed.