When you loose someone you love
It changes you.
You're never the same person you were before.
You adapt. You adjust. But it still hurts.
It hurts because that person mattered to you.
Because you'd hoped that person wouldn't leave.
It hurts, because deep down you hoped with everything you had,
that that person would be the one person to stay.

You don't ever really recover from pain like that.
You grow. You learn. But you don't forget.
You never forget.

A cozy blanket of numbness is what I seek
Far away from people and their faux complexities
Their insistence on infecting you with vile opinions
I need to distance myself away from the poison that is humanity
To have the ability of seeing their petty emotions
Through a pair of binoculars
I tire from episodes consisting of synaptic overloads
Decompress, readdress, and be free of stress
I desire the chance to finally say that
I just don't give a ****!

Thought I could trust you.
Cause you always said
I will never hurt you.

The shadows against your skin, the light that hits your
      breast,
    

       perfection in your curves my lips softly touch your
      chest.
    

       Slowly kissing towards your neck, your hips pressed
      hard against my own.
    

      I trace your neck with my tongue and you beg me to go down.
    

      Nothing left on your body but your thong red as sin.
    

      I slowly pull them off, my lips follow down your skin.
    

      Hands grasping on your hips, teasing your inner thigh.
    

      Soft bites followed by kisses, I move closer, close your
      eyes...
    

      Legs resting on my shoulders, my hands all over your
      silhouette
    

      Your nails dig into my skin, my tongue has you dripping wet.
    

      ******* softly on your ****, nibbling on your lower lips.
    

      Licking from the bottom, going up, as you tighten up your
      hips.
    

      I feel every muscle tighten while my fingers are inside.
    

      A sigh of extesy when you *** the first time.
    

      I move up towards your breast as I bite and nibble on the
      ***.
    

      I pin your hands down, hips grinding, with my **** on your
      ****.
    

      Teasing you with the head, gliding it in nice and slow.
    

      Your back arches, I push harder, I love hearing you moan.
    

      You smile and bite your lower lip trying not to scream,
    

      Leaving marks down my back, take reality from a dream.