1989
Nicole "Nikki" Pierce
Kicking me in my heart, tearing me all apart.
(Tearing me, tearing me, tearing me all apart!)
'Cause me and you could have been a work of art.
Thieves in the temple...
Several whispers claimed that "Thieves" only moved along for his upcoming "Graffiti Bridge" film, but of course I knew the truth.
Heartbroken lyrics pulled too strongly for this soundtrack and grounded my soul.
You said you loved me! (Thieves in the temple.)
You said I was your friend! (Thieves in the temple.)
Supposed to take care of me! (Love come quick, thieves in the temple.)
(You a lie!) Love come in a hurry. (Lie, lie!)
Thieves in the temple tonight. (Ah!)
I immediately called him one night, just to hear his voice.
"Mad?" I questioned once he picked up.
"No. Never. I just want you home." Prince expressed, lowering his tone even more.
"Minnesota isn't home." I wanted to correct him.
"Yes it is." He insisted. "You can always come back."
"When? I'm busy tomorrow." I couldn't plan too early.
"Where are you going without me?" Prince caught an attitude.
"Motown celebration for Diana Ross." I gently smiled. "Michael invited me."
"Whatever." Prince definitely rolled both eyes in my imagination.
"Don't be fresh. I never called out your antics after women like Kim Basinger showed up in magazines." I debated.
"Maybe you should've. I..." This man stopped himself from talking.
"What?" I sighed.
"Drop it. Go to the party." Prince hung up, leaving silence in his wake.
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"Hi!" Michael and I beamed towards each other as a limousine rolled out the following night.
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Bright Lights - MJ/Prince
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