Craving that “holy fuck I’ve missed you” sex. Shove me up against a wall, throw me on the bed like I couldn’t get there fast enough. Tease me and make me beg and just take fucking control.
You.
I smile as I see you in the streets, but my smile quickly disappears as I remember you no longer are mine
“We’ve gotten to the point where every song makes me think of you. Everything I see is about you”
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“I tried so hard to not fall for you, but then our eyes locked and it was over”
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