And we past each other in wal-mart
well more he bumped into me when I rounded the corner.
I was with my mother
He was his mother.
that instant I saw him , hell I was heels over head, shoot me I'm dead
Him, me, bed, but to my mom he was just a friend.
"Um, Hey mark"
Hey mark? Is his ***** tangled into knots or was there something I forgot?
Oh yeah.....the closet.
"errr Derek how your project?"
"good"
"good"
but in those 10 seconds
i felt them hands
his mountain hands hike through my hair
I felt those thirsty lips lap up every nail from the closet door.
I heard him say I love you
But that was a week ago
Now it's a week later
the present
to his mother
to My mother
we are just friends
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 8:47 PM UTC
And we past each other in wal-mart
well more he bumped into me when I rounded the corner.
I was with my mother
He was his mother.
that instant I saw him , hell I was heels over head, shoot me I'm dead
Him, me, bed, but to my mom he was just a friend.
"Um, Hey mark"
Hey mark? Is his ***** tangled into knots or was there something I forgot?
Oh yeah.....the closet.
"errr Derek how your project?"
"good"
"good"
but in those 10 seconds
i felt them hands
his mountain hands hike through my hair
I felt those thirsty lips lap up every nail from the closet door.
I heard him say I love you
But that was a week ago
Now it's a week later
the present
to his mother
to My mother
we are just friends
A scene in my head (shrugs)
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