My heart dressed in polka dots and dark shades
Hair and hurt sitting on shoulder blades
Across rose-colored skin,
I brush my fingers over bumps and scarred perfection.

Dance with me in a pit of quicksand, rockabilly babe
And help me understand that I don't need to be afraid

We are children with short attention spans
and short term parents,
and it's apparent, in this short span of time,
I love you.

Let me be your weakness
Let me be your biggest mistake
Let me be your sensitive nerve
Let me be your weakest bone
Let me be the one who hits you against the floor
Let me be the only one who wants you to die
Let me destroy you
Let me love you
But you just have to accept
That you're me

the sweet warm breath on my neck
the scratches on your back
my deep moans of pleasure
and the clenching of the sheets
oh how I love the way you make love to me

And then we never spoke again....

When the day I started learning things
I thought it should be wise to learn people's mentality
Every time I became a detective myself
I took everything into consideration
What I got in doing this? Nothing
But I am blamed by others by this
I succeeded in knowing people
But failed to implement the tasks to make friends
Then I realized it's not about learning someone
But knowing how to behave with someone is helpful
We call a person great not about the successes he got
But how well he/she maintained his/her relations matters finally
A great lesson which made me rethink