#lustysoul

//Sinful Surrender//

I think about you when I’m high. My world used to be your world and your world used to be mines. My spirit cries for you. I can feel you in the air. I see your face in the clouds as I drift away. How did this occur? We didn’t get the chance to see it manifest. Two broken souls didn’t get the chance to heal with each other. We were so close to the line but you dropped me like a dime for the safety net. Hope she was the one. Hope she healed you. Hope she understands the demons that I stayed up all night with. Hope she kisses them away like I once did. I hope.

Stale conversations to feed your ego, while I lay here bored of you. I can smell my lack of interest oozing from my pores. Pretty pretty on the outside but oh my God honey you sure do taste funny. My ability to fake a smile is giving away my disguise and you are looking very surprise. Please tell me what you gonna do to me, because I heard that all before on Tuesday. Make your fucking move and lick my moon. So I can go on about my day not thinking of you. For I was never intrigued by you, was just looking for a tree to hide under for a little shade or two.

Hushed breath and skin;