She got me a Hickey's out of spite
A jealous rage was her plight
She wanted to show that she cared
But it came off as rage instead of love so beware
She thought I was seeing other girls
So she wanted to show me she was the one
But her anger was as cute as her
And I'm left with a Hickey's to wear
She could have done something else
To show me I was her own
But instead, she resorted to drawing a tattoo on my neck
Which left me feeling lost in it
She got me a Hickey's out of jealousy
A sign of her possessiveness and insecurity
But the message was clear
That I was hers and no one else here
❤️1111Dzin
17/09/2023
PThang
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Beginning of belief and thinking
RandomIt's the collection of short storys and other random notes .... Expressing my thought through short note. live and work and dream each has his little scheme sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry and thus the days pass by.....
