Some thing i wrote a long time ago. lol
He would know the truth, if the walls could see. If this isn't love, then this is the cloesest I've ever been. Leave your morals behind, run away with that last kiss, this is it. Kiss, touch down we go. Lust, love...whats the difference? The past lies behind, and the future awaits our arrival. Do you think we have a chance to make it? Do that funny dance that always makes me laugh. Spend five minutes just looking into my eyes. One touch lights the room on fire,and your body is my safety. We will be each others secret. We will keep it from everyone. Were in toxicating. Tempertures rise and we start to move. He wanted my heart, but i gave him my soul, and in return I got ash. Addicted to taking chances...were in it tonight. He's no saint, he'll make you get on your knees. He's the last chemical that runs your body. Your dependent on him! Without that touch, glance, and kiss your body will shut down. When he touches you, your body gives the 'ok' to go farther, without asking you first. You've done it again, like someone in a coma, you have no say in the matter. Shh, no talking tonight. Kisses can be the only thing allowed here. Now you've got your fix. He's like cocaine, he's like second hand smoke, you can't leave him in the dark...or you will never see him again. And with these last words "that was amazing" you'll never be able to let him go, your addicted. He's your weekness,and he's perfect in every way possible, and yet you still hate him, and evny him with everything you have left.