You must've felt our tie break because you called right away. You tried to stick your hand back in the wound and found out it had already scarred over.
I used to hit to get high or hit to get by. **** I'd hit just to lie next to another lie just to feel my next cry and wonder if it hurt to die.
I used to hit to get high or hit to get by. That love was where my motivation lied. I wasn't looking for a single love but multiple feelings of maybe appreciation or the approximation of someone wanting my affection or attention.
I used to hit to get high or hit to get by. 3 4 5 people in and out of my room never seeing the naked truth or naked you that one who said loved should see. All I knew is I wanted to be what they need and who they see without the loyalty.
I used to hit to get high or hit to get by. The rush was amazing. The divide was encasing as the sin and lies overwhelmed and the curtain started raising...
I used to hit to get high or hit to get by.
I saw and sobered. Not from love but the addiction itself. I sobered from the urge that made me want more, in fact this love I felt was more in depth. In fact it crept and wept sweet tears and happiness. All I wanted was the one; I saddened less. I was what she needed along with the loyalty. I asked about her needs and wants and acted accordingly.
I used to hit to get high or hit to get by but now I comply to loves law. Abide in her soul. A love and devotion I am no longer able to control. Our love is almost story tale told. I no longer wait for another to unfold.
Wrapped around her finger Metaphorically and physically The way she looks in my eyes Heavy breaths exhaling desire Light reflects off the sweat on our skin I take a hit off your hips Inhale your passion Trace your curves with the tips of my lips Grip your throat delaying your breaths A sudden gasp as I explore your love
Walk with me through the storm beloved Walk this long winding trail Accompany me through the tempest Through the onslaught of rain and hail
When thunder tries to shake us apart beloved Let’s hold each other near With you by my side when the lightning strikes There is nothing I have to fear
The downpour is picking up beloved But I know we will be fine There is no storm I cannot face As long as your hand is in mine
Hands trickle down your naked body like a soft morning mist. Spreading your legs to expose your beauty. Petals of your beautiful rose shine and welcome me. Lookin deep into your eyes straight into your heart. My tongue caresses your flower, sipping from your fountain. Your body moves gracefully in pleasure. Placing my hands on your hips to grip and lick... Feeling you grip my tongue involuntarily as you climb to the point of ecstasy. Gaining speed, grabbing on tighter. Your body trembles wrapping your love in mine expressing mine physically Connected mentally Her rain falls down ... Not a drop hits the sheets
If mortality were more based off morality than the way things happen practically; actions and emotion wouldn't come forth dramatically, the good wouldn't die young and the bad would die drastically.