Feelings of remorse I might just have
since now my heart has been broke in half.
Maybe I cry, Maybe I don't
Maybe I'll care, Maybe I wont.
One day, my heart will heal
and maybe then I'll feel real.
She would rake her nails across my back
and then tell me of all that I'd lack.
She'd call out my name when she'd masturbate
but when I was there she would just conversate.
She'd have dreams of long lost love
and she loved to make a push into a shove.
I would cry on a weekly occasion
even though I still practiced masturbation.
We would dream about sex but stay alone
yet we would have sex over the phone
She would make me feel like I'm selling short
and with all my witty comments, she wouldn't retort
We would dream about being in love with someone else
and we never knew of all the pleasure to be felt
What secrets do I have, we would argue
and we would always fight, just on cue

06/04/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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