some people are like cigarettes, you know? they aren’t good for you; but you want them any way, and feeling him between my thighs made my heart sing songs my mind didn't even know it knew.
people are always saying it's not about who you miss at 3 AM when you're lonley but who you miss during the day when you're busy, so what if it's 12 pm and i'm craving to feel the warmth of your body or to hear the sound of your voice?