Oct 2014
I need someone I can fall into
Not the five minute ecstasies you bring
I need someone I can stroke, touch
Not this distant mock of love
I need someone I can have hope in
Pretend that I have an actual friend
Not the five minute ecstasies you bring
I need someone I can stroke, touch
Not this distant mock of love
I need someone I can have hope in
Pretend that I have an actual friend
KB,
You taste so good, for minutes at a time,
But I know your love will never be mine.
You taste so good, for minutes at a time,
But I know your love will never be mine.
