I saw you,
Wanted you.
I touched you,
I left a scar.
I felt you,
Tasted you.
I f*cked you.
I let you fall, hard.
You can't force love and I'm not in love.
Severed like a rotten limb,
The phantom sense is there.
Our ways never had a chance.
I wish she wasn't quite so rare.
But, you can't force love.