Broken Hearts and Black Lace.

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there was a different ending, but there were to many questions over it. so I simply just added two more words and left 3 sentences out. read it if you'd like. no pressure.

wet streets and stained side walks
dull street lights and crisp air.
whispers of clever words that you'd never said before
and I'm yours all over again.
warm slippers and pj pants
a misplaced screen and drawn up dusty blinds.
with a hand to help me out accompanied by a smile
I find myself not fighting the grin.
cold car seats and awquard silence
warm hands and empty faces.
I never know what to say to you at times like these
but you always say words are overrated.
pink floyd and tool
broken notes and screaming
you never listen to light music on long drives
but i never tell you any different.
dark empty streets and a hand on my thigh
racing hearts and a perverted mind.
they were never just long relaxing drives to you..
but I always prayed they would be.
fear and dissapointment
anger and betrayel.
I've let you do it to me again
I always let you do it to me.
Blue Tears and Red Cuts.
Grey Stains and Invisable Scars.
Broken Hearts and Black Lace.