Thought of It
You kiss me here and I love the way it feels...
But in some sort of depth in me, I know it isn't real.
I feel that you should belong to me,
Cause you, contained in my heart, is only what I see.
Three years of numerous experiences with you,
Have only made me feel and kept me blue.
I have lectured you to know i'm not that type of girl,
And I can still feel you sqeezing me in your world.
I really don't know what I see in you,
But obviously, you seem to observe something in me too.
They're millions of girls out there who would choose you without fuss,
But hopefully i'm not a thought of your fullfilling form of lust.
Copyright © Paula Wells | Year Posted 2011
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