I was so young, vulnerable and a possible victim.
So gullible, naive and unsure.
You knew everything you did to me and I still let my guard down every time you're around.
The touch of your palms, your long finger nails that run the slowest marathon on my back.
A back exhausted from carrying a shoulder to cry on and a heavy heart.
As your fingers reach my spine, I remember you holding me closer, you started breathing out of control I got scared.
So scared I remember the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was relief on your face.
You continued to caress me in ways unimaginable and I felt something.
A feeling I can't describe but it was worth a while
You don't love me and I don't love you too but there's this vibe that always attracts us back together every time.
My thoughts race to the sound of your name.
My mind plays dirty visuals that come to life at the tone of my heart beat.
Do you even know how fast you make this...