"You don't like me as a person,
You just like me s**ually."
I might prove her right,
Especially when she's naked next to me.
I just get a rush with her,
She's thinking about undressing me.
Keep the inner workings up tied tight.
At times the knots slip,
Welcome to duality.
Both sides, sometimes I hide in plain sight.
Since being open feels like there's a cross heir dancing on me.
A feeling that I'd like to shake,
But it feels key to survival.
Sometimes she gets flashes at night,
I'm all in my mind, feelings are not embellished.
She's wine drunk, I'm drunk off of physicality
Make love to her body, but not her personality.
Do I prove her right when the sun leaves?
[Text Intrude]
If you need to hit me nightly. Come listen to lemonade with me. Ur the sugar honey iced tea. If these dudes don't want to be real with you they're not sh**. They'll miss you when you're a Mrs. Let him chase cake, eventually he'll choke on the icing. You just do you, that's the right thing
Sent 7:32 PM
Is the mascara running and waste of rouge worth it, don't contour and blend for these men. Do it for you, because you know you're bad as hell. These feelings will eventually pa**, they'll be in the past, you'll look back and laugh. You always dress amazing don't fret about looks, keep your nose in the books. You're fantastic.
Sent 7:33 PM