

Forbidden emotionsThere is something about you, a certain charm that goes under my skin, like a bullet to the head before I get the chance to know what happened Im drawing in my own blood! . . Tell me, teach me for one last time, how to outrun your memories, how do I escape your kisses, your saturated with smoke breaths that i so willing inhale, the heart beating, the gaze, the spark.. how do I get over the taste of your sweat, the smell of your cigarette and the way your nails fit the back of my neck . . . As a crying child holds the trouser of his dad wanting him to stay and play a part of me pulls me back to yForbidden emotions


moving on, moving out...I gut you out of me, like the headache in the morning after the night I gut wasted your memories try to arise something in me, a nostalgia to rewind me back to a phase where I was doing all the wrong deeds for all the right reasons but no, not again, I wont carry your so called sublime passion in me any more, Ill purify my heart with a new, pure, honest emotion, Ill clean that part of my skin with fire, tonight I take one last look at your scratches like a painter weeping his ruined master piece and tomorrow I throw out the rest of you as a wife will throw the belongings of her infidel husband, there will be no pmoving on, moving out...


this is me letting goIm letting go of all my trust in you, Im setting you free, from now on feel free to lie to me anytime bass (but) if it wasnt too much to ask, dont stare away while youre at it! Im letting go of the pain, you wont disappoint me anymore, dont worry about me endlessly waiting for no one. Ive gotten so used to that empty chair facing me, I think Ill kind of miss it when it's gone! Please dont feel guilty, Im not staying up wondering why anymore, Im sleeping 8 hours a night, 8 hours more than I deserve, thank you iza shee! I dont needthis is me letting go


Another sip Of LatteThere is something odd about me, a feeling of some sort, something Ive never felt before, a type of weakness without the vulnerability, like a surrender without the broken will! Something that slips in my soul with the tone of your voice, the echo of your laughter, the shine of your eyes and the touch of your hand! Just like my Vanilla latte you sneaks into me and there goes another night sleep!Another sip Of Latte


is it OkI know that nothing's gonna happen anymore... I know that we won't even be friends anymore... I know that I won't ever see your eyes anymore... not even your mouth... never smell your perfume... touch your nail-bitten fingers... nor hear your beautiful silly laugh... I know all that... and I am ok with it... But if I missed you more than ever from time to time? Like tonight for example? is it Ok?is it Ok
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