Blurred Lines (originally started in Songs About Camren)

Coffee

~I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Wordplay, turns into gun play
And gun play turns into pillow talk
And pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning

We talk street art and sarcasm
Crass humor and high fashion
Peach color, moon glistens, the plot thickens
As we laugh over shot guns and tongue kisses
Bubble bath, Truth or Dare, and Would You Rather
A cold flame, the thrill of no shame
Drugs, sex, and polaroids
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye all night

I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Wordplay, turns into gun play
And gun play turns into pillow talk
And pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning~

Camila's P.O.V.

I slowly opened my eyes and I was met with the most beautiful pair of emerald eyes I've ever looked into and at this moment, I know, a part of me has always known, I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT HER, "I'm not giving up on us Lauren, even if everything conspires against us, I'm not giving up and maybe I've already lost---"

I felt her lean in, her body against mine, lips slightly grazing my ear, her hot breath giving me chills, "don't..." she softly let out, "don't let me, let you go," her warm lips pressing on my cheek, "don't lose me."

She pulled back, looking deeply into my eyes, the intensity making my own water, my heart taking over, overwhelmed with the love I have for her, "Lauren," my hand gripping her waist, tugging her close, "if you ever felt, even for a second that you didn't have all of me, that you didn't have all my heart, well I'm sorry, because you are my life," I watched as tears slowly began falling from her eyes, "and all I want to do is make it up to you," I cupped her face, wiping her tears with my thumb, "and I'm sorry for acting like you'll be mine forever," she leaned into my hand as I pulled her body as close to me as possible, I needed to feel her, my lips on her ear, "but see the thing is, THIS, you and me, I know we're forever, at least that's what my heart is telling me..." I swallowed the lump in my throat, holding back my own tears, "I promise you, I'll never hurt you again, I love you Laur---"

"Don't Camila," she stepped back, breaking contact "don't make promises you can't keep," her voice cracking and it broke me, "I know you love me, I do and there's times you look at me and it feels like I'm the only person you see---"

"You are Lauren," I grabbed her hands, "you are the ONLY ONE I see---"

"Lauren," a voice interrupted our moment, that guy is still here? What the fuck? "Is everything okay?" Her back to him; she's still facing me.

"Yeah," her voice almost hoarse through her tears, "I'll be right there," and he headed back in the car.

WHAT? BE RIGHT THERE? WHAT?

"Camila I have to go."

"What? Don't leave with him," I pleaded.

"I need some time to think, I have to go,"

I felt my stomach turn, the thought of him with her, I wanted to throw up, "Lauren, please don't leave with h--"

"I'm not going with him," She leaned in kissing my cheek, "I need to be alone, I need time to think," she tucked a stray hair behind my ear; "have a good night Camila."

~Coffee in the morning
I don't wanna wake you
I just wanna watch you sleep
It's the smell of your hair
And it's the way that we feel
I've never felt comfortable like this