How scary it would be, To fall into a love That is not reciprocated
I couldn't sleep tonight. What kind of **** is that?
You say We’re moving too fast, and You aren’t ready for something serious
That’s fine.
But your body speaks another language of magnitude While we lay on my teensy, tiny mattress for hours As my vision slows From the spliff That we smoked, We laugh
You don’t have to say a **** thing. Because your body speaks volumes.
My exclusive, elusive comedian You say You might have to abstain from me For a couple of days With a laugh
Because things are moving too fast Because it’s not really a big deal to not speak Because I don’t like that joke Because I don’t think it’s a joke
See, If you wanted slow,
You wouldn’t kiss me with a striking urgency That makes my heart beat anything but “slow”
You have a funny notion of this “slow”
Because the feelings I have for you are alarming Because our head space is not alike Because we’re moving way too fast Because I forgot this isn’t a two way street
Because “Slow” Is when you moan my name And you tell me you adore the sound of “nail” rolling off your tongue And I agree
Because “Slow” Is when my ****** belongs to you And only to you Because you said so Because I agreed
Because “Slow” is when you tell me That you are infatuated with my body Because you know what to say Because I’m sick Because you knew that Because that’s all I wanted to hear
Because I want to know what the **** Kind of slow this is???
I refuse To fall victim to a love that is unrequited
And I refuse to expose myself to you Raw and unapologetic Because that’s who I am