He is summer sun
Creates tiny beads of sweat
I'm completely drenched!

"Maybe we should take a break," he said.
Then he fled.
My heart bled.
I knew this love was dead.

Whatever you're poppin'
Won't be stoppin'
Your world from droppin'

Tossing and turning
My mind keeps churning
And I am yearning
That Someday my sleep will be returning.

Flames flare. I burn with hidden desire.
This must be a heavenly hell, I’m on fire.
Lust is wrong, I’m aware.
Flames flare.

You were supposed to be
sunrise above the bluest sea,
a beautiful melody
my lifetime guarantee.

Instead…

You were a potholed road
A river that never flowed
An abandoned abode
A violent storm that made my world implode.

I’m not so sure
That you’re that white knight
I’m not so sure
Your love is true and pure.
You quickly got me hooked,
But so far you’re noting like the storybooks.
I’m not so sure.