Your polaroids came in the mail today. At first, I didn't know what to say. Your body makes me hot and bothered. You act as if you want me tortured.
I set the photos ablaze. Never again. I'll forget those days. I'll forget when you touched me, and kissed me all over. I'll forget the time you picked me a four-leaf clover.
More polaroids you sent to me. I didn't want to say it, but I'm filled with glee. But I won't forget what you did in the past. If I wanted these photos, I would've just asked.
I set the photos ablaze. Never again. I'll forget those days. I'll forget when we flirted, and you would get flattered. I'll forget when you said I was the only thing that mattered.
Why do you post them every single week? But I couldn't help but give them a peek. Your body sets my ***** on fire. Your voice sounds like an angel's choir.
I leave the photos on my desk. A small part of me doesn't want to forget. What we did, what happened, all you've done to me. I thought that I was safe, that I had been set free.
Today I touched myself, looking at you. It's your fault, you know? You cause all the crazy things I do. Your thighs always call my name. That's why it's you to blame.
Why did you send the photos? When I saw them I completely froze. Did you want to **** with my mind? The past is the past, leave it behind.
You're naked in every single one of these. Although arousing, they fill me with unease. I don't know what you want from me. What the **** do you want us to be?
We ended years ago, the past is the past. I need to get out, I need to fast. Your face is everywhere I go. This is all your fault, you already know.
Why do you wish to torment me? Why can't you leave me be? Yet I always come running back. Maybe it's because you're a snack.
You're unhealthy and bad for me. But you're tasty and don't cost a fee. Maybe it isn't so bad. Maybe I'm a little glad.
I hate the photos that you send. I hate the fact we were never even friends. But if you ever stop loving me, I'll break. Everything you do, causes me to ache.
What the **** is this? I constantly melt into your kiss. What the **** do you want us to be? I don't even remember who I am anymore.