She tells me,
‘Hey it’s just a dream, love’
While whispering all these sweet nothings,
While a tingling sensation pulsating through my ear,
While a tugging vein connected to my heart,
It tells me run, run for the cover, run till it stops.
Another whisper she’s now more than ever in my head.
‘So afraid, it’s so cute, it’s so arousing, babe’
Again, why do I feel as if I should stay,
As if I myself am glued to her, to this moment.
As if I could escape my fate,
As if such little courage I hold,
Could pull me from her magnetic force.
She tells me yet again,
‘I love you, baby’
More my heart beats out of me,
For a girl who has to much control,
For this girl whom has had me for years,
For such a painful memory of a girl.
Feeling the suttle breezy breath of her on my neck,
It calms, but it’s another reminder.
‘You wish you could have me, sweetcheekz’
Now the sensation has been replaced,
By the grinding teeth into the flesh of my neck.
By a scream from me,
Twas pain nor pleasure,
Twas for the wanting of you,
Twas you in general.
‘Your all mine, it’s stamped on your heart’
She whispers.
“You cannot control me, stop”
A whisper only heard by I.
That was the end of me, forever.
For this is not a dream it’s merily real life.