Our love is all that we ever had
Our love is all that we’ll ever have
Boys and girls, guys and dolls
You were finding faith in bathroom stalls
and broken beds, spring fractured spines
Fall for the right kids at all the wrong times
And in a world of sluts, we keep this wet dream alive
Yeah, our drought is drying out
You go nowhere in a nowhere town and no one’s listening to the sound
of breaking down and breaking out is just wishful thinking
Im sitting across the room from a love so great I can see it in the way she breathes when she looks at him. How she closes her eyes so slowly as his soft voice reaches the back of the room… like when you feel an emotion so strongly you have to deeply inhale to come back down from the clouds. Its beautiful. I need that kind of love in my life. Sigh.
I don’t even want to be cuddled or kissed or hugged or hold hands with someone. I just wanna be have filthy, dirty, rough sex all day. Bruised and sore, falling asleep staring at each others broken bodies and minds.