I WANNA BE YOURS
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You came when I expected none and left when I thought we'd grown closer.
You took me when I wasn't ready, and left me when I was craving your touch.
You said you loved me when I thought you did not, and you made me realise the three magical words were, after all, just words when I thought I was at least left with the memory. You made it meaningless.
It did not last as long as we thought, yet it gave us the memories we wanted. Sexual tensions? Check. Sweet bruises? Check. Pink blushes? Check. Attention, from the crowd? Check. Distraction? Certainly a lot. Tears and torture? Oh, more than I could've imagined.
Let me show you our story once again, this time it being the epic tale in your life, and a misery I have always beheld deep inside my gut, I was terrified to let it take over mine.
Ours was a story they were jealous of, the diamond they wanted to crush down but didn't know which hammer to use, they saw all the thorns to enter but the softest rose petals we've ever felt.
You might forget the taste of our love, but I am indulging in it entirely.
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