My heart was in my throat.
The fire was on our lips.
And then you reached down my throat.
And ripped my heart right out,
And took me off cloud nine,
Then knocked me on my ass,
You could have it if you wanted.
Could have had it if you asked,
But you took and gave.
But never truly wanted me,
And yet somehow you still have it.
In your beautiful hands it sits beating.
Longing for you
Yearning for you
Just wanting to be with you,
Love is weird isnt it?













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