What's to believe or maybe believe love is just a lie.
I know i could love but I stop myself from thinking of you.
Baby the parts that are you keep me coming back for more.
I can't say much, but it's you that calls the shots.
Not necessarily a bad thing cause it teaches me boundaries that I once lost.
I appreciate all that is you and your simplicity and complexity.
I know that together we almost reach heaven.
I've never had a friend that also satisfies my pleasures.
I don't understand and this probably won't end for the better.
Sex is what you love and it's what we make it.
But I guarantee it won't be something that keeps me appeased forever.
I look into your eyes and see someone that's been hurt some bit, and I really, really can't begin to tell you how I feel about this.
I probably feel much more than what is accepted, but honey I can't just shake the way you want me like tomorrow is close to ending.
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