i’m never going to be your dream girl
i have sharp edges
and bones too strong from all the breaking they did
but i like that you still try
i like that you still hold my hand
i like that still you look at me
and when you do
i sometimes see what i could be
and dark waves
invading the shore
The ocean seems unsettled tonight.
Maybe we were meant to be a tragedy.
Maybe nothing is really meant to be.
Maybe it doesn't matter.
it's easier to let go
and let yourself fall
a little deeper
into the darkness
They will whisper
about our sins
about the way we lust
Let them wonder
about the dark ways
that we love
i can feel his gaze follow me
inside the room like a wildfire
intense, burning, and unwavering
our eyes met
a spark of mischief glinting in his eyes
igniting a flame within me
and i cursed myself for being
such a **** pyromaniac