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Hello Love!
I know ya deal,
And I know ya can get me killed (get me killed).
How dare ya judge, the ways of lust
When you're the reason that I don't trust?
Fuck you Love! fuck you Love! Hello Love!
I know your deal.
And I know you can get me killed,
You can get me killed
Fuck you love, fuck you love, fuck you Love, fuck you love!
Fuck you love
Fuck you love, I love know you can get me killed (OK)
Hello Love.
I know you're real, And I know you can have me killed
Have me killed
How dare ya judge
The ways of lust,
When you're the reason that I don't trust!
So you love, fuck you love!
Hello love.
I know you're real
And I know you can have me killed
You can have me killed, killed, love
Oh love,
Fuck you love.
Hello love.......I ran up the steps, me holding onto the weights. I huffed a deep breath, gritting my teeth at the burns in my arms and legs. I needed to exhaust myself, I used the words of the song as momentum.
My hate to Zahora being my biggest confliction....those hateful emotions being what led me in here.
I ran from, Sid.....
I gritted my teeth, gripping the weights and pushed my self harder. Fuck the love I thought me and Zahora had. I thought I was being a good husband......I took Maris to school, picked him up, took care of him, worked at the bakery. Interviews and still tried be a husband.....it wasn't enough!
What made me think I could be good enough for Sid, now.....? I felt that doubt in myself when it came crashing to me that Sid wanted to have sex. I stopped, slamming the weights on the ground.
"Fuck......!"
I looked up when I saw her at the door. Breathing heavy, I took my earbuds out and watched her, Sid walked in with her hands behind her back. She looked around the indoor gym, with an interesting look.
Sid
She stopped in front of me, her dark grey eyes looking over my face quietly. "Are you mad.....?" She asked quietly.
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