Blush
He whispered in my ear with his openly admittion, "things I love come from you baby" and I find it attractive that he never censors anything that falls outta his mouth. There won't ever be a filter with him to sugar coat what he says, but even though I'm in love with his punk rock honesty, it won't ever lead my into his bed.
Instead he says it even though he's crossing lines with me he shouldn't be and that makes me uncomfortable. He says it all just to try too make me blush.
He has become so transparent, but thinks he's perfect for me. Once again, he leaves me outta breath with his wrapped around his finger touch. I'm on the edge with him and he's keeping me there.
Instead he wants me to run away with him because, Amnesia ripped his heart out. He's crossing lines with me he shouldn't be and it's making me uncomfortable. He says it all just to try too make me blush.
I begged him to take me under with him, but I told him I'll only let him go so far. It's become our little secret, he knows our boundaries an crossing it would cost me to walk out of his big screen life.
He calls me the girl who cries wolf, but it he knew about my life, maybe he would understand. We've got jet black hearts, but we're lost in reality. Stop crossing lines with me, it makes me uncomfortable. He says it all just to try too make me blush. If he must, well, then, please make me blush.
Copyright © Stevie Yost | Year Posted 2015
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