Love just got in the way that night.
Wasn't supposed to happen like that.
I was hurt.
You were hurt.
I looked at the lit night,
Running my fingers across your skin,
Wondering why in the hell am I doing this.
Why did we do this...
How can something so sinfully wrong,
Feels so ******* good.
Twice that night.
I didn't care what my morals were for that hour and 32mins.
That night I left I pondered on my actions.
What we did was morally wrong,
But love just got in the way.
Let us vow to only us knowing what went down,
But not let it be spoken upon.