I’ve been slightly jabbed
blindsided
I was thrown a curve ball by your enthusiastic behavior
It was mesmerizing
I think I know what it’s like to be pinned on your wall, by your hand
The agony they must feel
When you turn around, and go in for the ****
I’m
barely good enough for the thrill
White lies from the good guy that is never caught
as he tries to cure an insatiable hunger
I’m walking away