A Desperate Plea
Don't. Please don't say her name
Again. I'm no fool. I know your heart belongs to her, but my heart can't take it, when you speak her
Name. The way your face smiles when you talk about her. (How
I wish that smile was meant for me). The smiles that come my way are not enough. I don't just want your smile. I want your mouth. I want your
Eyes. I want your hands to
Lock in mine. I want you. That's all I want. That's all I ever want...
Copyright © Natasha Wright | Year Posted 2015
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