Day 1 of you still wanting me was full of fear.
Day 2 of you still wanting me was full of waiting.
And then came day 3.
Day 3 you began to slip. I felt us start to go back to the way we were.
I skipped day 3 because even if you still cared I knew there wouldn’t be a day 4.

So day 1 of you not wanting me anymore was full of me trying to hang on.
I tried so hard to get you to stay because I need someone to listen and I want that someone to be you.
But the only thing you’ll ever want to hear are my sighs and my moans and your name dripping from my lips like honey.
And nothing in the world will make me sacrifice everything I love for a boy who only wants to ****.