How can the last time we were together really be the last? It was too quick.. I didn’t know it was the last time. I was too rushed to be the last time. I didn’t have time to savor every inch of you… it just can’t be the last time….
I want you so badly I can taste you on my lips. Speak my name and I’ll come running, enslaved by your power, but you don’t even see how I want you, need you, love you. All I am is a good lay to you. Oh how I long for you to tell me you want me, like you want her.
What do I have to do to make you want me like you want her? Should I fuck all your friends like she does and lie to you tell you I’m out with girlfriends. Call you an asshole and bitch about you on myspace. Tell all my friends that you suck and I hate you. Will that make you want me?
I hate that I can’t have you the way I want you and I hate that you have made me so weak. Like a fool I sit here hoping that you will call again…. And if you do I know it will just be for sex… but I know that I will run to you anyway. But I don’t think you will.. I was nothing more then a good fuck for you.
I’m naked and aching for you…………I want to hate you but I can’t.
