I'm drowning
I hate crying when i'm near you. I hate crying when i'm lying on top of you. I hate how my mascara runs and stains your white jersey. I like it, too. I like it beacuse it will remind you of me when you leave. You will see my drained black salt, darling, and you will taste it. You will taste and remember the dismemberment of my heart in each drop that you find and lick. I like that.
I'm lying on top of you, and I feel you beneath me. I feel your chest and your breathing, I feel your manhood and your strong legs. You comfort me and speak sweet words which you think I need to hear. I want to hear more. I want to hear what I heard before. I want you to bring it all back and not take it away. You take it away with every cherry sweet word you say. Why are you taking it away? How dare you take it back? How dare you make me say it and take all of yours back? How dare you?
I'm drowning, and you pushed me in.
I'm lying on top of you, and I feel you beneath me. I feel your chest and your breathing, I feel your manhood and your strong legs. You comfort me and speak sweet words which you think I need to hear. I want to hear more. I want to hear what I heard before. I want you to bring it all back and not take it away. You take it away with every cherry sweet word you say. Why are you taking it away? How dare you take it back? How dare you make me say it and take all of yours back? How dare you?
I'm drowning, and you pushed me in.