LOVE
A dangerous weapon, I call it. Some people are too broken to bear it. Some use it for good intentions and some abuse it. Sometimes it happens out of obligation and other times it just happens accidentally.
Most times though, it happens naturally. That's why people hate it.
It can bring out the best in a person and it can also turn them into something so broken and cruel.
Love can be so beautiful, but some people can't accept that.
Love can be hatred and people take it personally
but don't.
Your love doesn't have to walk that path. Instead, go with it, learn from it, experience what you can from it and learn to be happy with it.
Then let it go, and if it comes back,
never let it go.
LUST
When his hands are around me and his breath stains my neck,
we are so lost in ourselves that all we think of is each other.
When his fingers intertwine with mine and he pushes my hands behind my head,
I feel like the most luxurious thing on this planet.
When I pull him on my body and wrap my legs around his,
and he moans a little bit louder, I feel like I possess a type of power no man can obtain.
When our tongues tangle there's chemistry, electricity that we both can't control..
