Bastard

You peck my lips
you make me feel safe
you pull me in
and I believe you
that maybe I have a chance...
to love you...
forever I wanted to feel so important
and now
I do
we get closer
sweat and tears
hands in places
that are not suppose to be..
and as you moan
I think maybe..
maybe this is it..
I open your shirt
exposing you..
we go
and go
I slide down your pants
feeling into it
hoping its real
you are into it..
you teach me
things I never knew...
to move this way or that
and I memorize it

swiftly

softly

in hoping to find your heart in the process
.....
my window foggs
my heart jumps
my life ends
your done
screaming my name in climax...
I feel good
proud
hopefull...
but then I feel hurt
hard
you want to leave
cheecking your phone for girls who are prettier then me...
saying they are hot..
I'm ugly
I'm sluty..
Im nothing..
you leave me with a kiss
and don't talk to me till I text you....
I go into a dark place I've haven't been for ages..
but you don't care
you got what you wanted..
and I learned more about my kind..
lies hit your lips
tearing rumors unto the world
why?
but who cares?
you got what you wanted...
you got my heart.