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Our relationship, our rendezvous, began more innocent than most, We were teenagers, we were harmless, nothing sinister about us Just looking for a way to break the boredom It began before we were capable of such sinister selfish thought Before she was looking for something more dangerous Before I was looking for another easy exit There were moments where my intentions were less than honorable Yet little ever came from it Even then I understood control, understood direction Our would be sins were regrettable, never forgettable I warned you from the beginning, I was something a little different A troubled boy with a troubled past, A damaged heart, leftover by a damaged girl She was the love I should’ve realized when I still had a heart When I still had love to give I thought I was still salvageable But I didn’t hide the damage I plainly stated “Heavily used and abused, 50 % off” And I read her clearly the disclaimer across my chest “Sunshine, I’m the thunderstorm here to rain on your parade, Babygirl, I’m the kind of boy you need to be afraid of I’m the devil in wolf’s clothing Run before I sink my teeth in, and bleed your neck dry But she had a storm of her own And she swept me up like a hurricane And when her eyes met mine, I swear lightning struck Your kiss like a rogue wave, your heart like thunder The rain on the window, your head on my shoulder And then we Titanic’d the windows We sauna’d the backseats   We did it, with a capital DID IT She wrapped her arms around me And my wooden heart started to crack And I even started to feel human again She’d hug me, and I thought I’d might feel sane again But I wasn’t okay, and it was obvious Suffering from Post Traumatic Love Disorder Yeah it’s ******* cheesy, but I like how it sounded And I was fishing for an excuse Hunting for an excuse to blame you for her sins Because when you’re sick, you pass it on You don’t mean or want to, but misery loves company I started pointing fingers, and laying blame wherever you walked I made it hard to love me, hard to like me One day you had enough and politely screamed “Why…” I replied “Because I hold grudges, and I don’t care,” After a few weeks, neither did you Your bad habits would stink up your bedroom, and mine You gave me the rope to hang us both I had all the evidence to execute us I branded you a witch and me a demon And burned us both I left you to rot, and for that I will never forgive us The pain I know you feel makes me scream and cry Wish I could take it all, if only to see you smile I hate myself for leaving, because we’ll never be the same How dare I leave when I had so much left to say If being me is such a crime, you never told me I never asked to be this lonely But I did force you out Our failure is my fault only Now when I’m with her, I think of you And I hate you for that You never gave me a chance t be better than him You never gave me a chance to be good enough One chance could have been enough You could have been my everything I would have given you everything Now to humble me, I am forced to witness an eternal insult A most beautiful, **** powerful woman Who could have been a queen Forever betrothed to a fool. Now, my heart only beats for war Like when I burned our castle down
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 5:47 AM UTC
Bedroom Confessions Chapter Five: Fools Gold Lover
Our relationship, our rendezvous, began more innocent than most, We were teenagers, we were harmless, nothing sinister about us Just looking for a way to break the boredom It began before we were capable of such sinister selfish thought Before she was looking for something more dangerous Before I was looking for another easy exit There were moments where my intentions were less than honorable Yet little ever came from it Even then I understood control, understood direction Our would be sins were regrettable, never forgettable I warned you from the beginning, I was something a little different A troubled boy with a troubled past, A damaged heart, leftover by a damaged girl She was the love I should’ve realized when I still had a heart When I still had love to give I thought I was still salvageable But I didn’t hide the damage I plainly stated “Heavily used and abused, 50 % off” And I read her clearly the disclaimer across my chest “Sunshine, I’m the thunderstorm here to rain on your parade, Babygirl, I’m the kind of boy you need to be afraid of I’m the devil in wolf’s clothing Run before I sink my teeth in, and bleed your neck dry But she had a storm of her own And she swept me up like a hurricane And when her eyes met mine, I swear lightning struck Your kiss like a rogue wave, your heart like thunder The rain on the window, your head on my shoulder And then we Titanic’d the windows We sauna’d the backseats   We did it, with a capital DID IT She wrapped her arms around me And my wooden heart started to crack And I even started to feel human again She’d hug me, and I thought I’d might feel sane again But I wasn’t okay, and it was obvious Suffering from Post Traumatic Love Disorder Yeah it’s ******* cheesy, but I like how it sounded And I was fishing for an excuse Hunting for an excuse to blame you for her sins Because when you’re sick, you pass it on You don’t mean or want to, but misery loves company I started pointing fingers, and laying blame wherever you walked I made it hard to love me, hard to like me One day you had enough and politely screamed “Why…” I replied “Because I hold grudges, and I don’t care,” After a few weeks, neither did you Your bad habits would stink up your bedroom, and mine You gave me the rope to hang us both I had all the evidence to execute us I branded you a witch and me a demon And burned us both I left you to rot, and for that I will never forgive us The pain I know you feel makes me scream and cry Wish I could take it all, if only to see you smile I hate myself for leaving, because we’ll never be the same How dare I leave when I had so much left to say If being me is such a crime, you never told me I never asked to be this lonely But I did force you out Our failure is my fault only Now when I’m with her, I think of you And I hate you for that You never gave me a chance t be better than him You never gave me a chance to be good enough One chance could have been enough You could have been my everything I would have given you everything Now to humble me, I am forced to witness an eternal insult A most beautiful, **** powerful woman Who could have been a queen Forever betrothed to a fool. Now, my heart only beats for war Like when I burned our castle down
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 5:47 AM UTC
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