His eyes glow red with hatred,
and it's the most passionate gesture you've ever shared.
Stronger than his hands, rougher than his kisses, he'll push you back again and again.

When she laughs, it's like thunder,
and you're falling from her lips like rain -
You never cared much for puddle-jumping anyways.

Everyone moves on so quickly,
but you hold on even though you're walking home alone.
Breathe in a stranger's scent at midnight, just to let go.