my hands were unkind to her. like if they rejected her skin. like a piercing that won't heal. as if every cell on my body had formed some kind of defense mechanism against her. she was like static. like two magnets trying to come together but doing nothing but push eachother away. her negative pulled away from mine. and her positive fell apart with mine. because together, we were like two tigers at eachother's throats, but craved eachother like a running gazelle. anxiously expecting it. anxiously waiting to jump at it from behind. on the hunt. on our toes. except, i wanted her. she wanted me dead. she wanted my soul since she already had my heart. but somehow nothing ever worked out. after sixteen months my hands built callouses to harm her body, given the chance. to wrap them around her neck and tighten my grip. like the devil's noose around a fallen angel. i thought this would make me feel closer to heaven. instead, she brought me down to hell where i burn happily for eternity, next to her.
The Weeknd- What You Need
i just wanna take you there
de dont gotta know it
does he touch you here like this
lemme take the friction from your lips
and i'ma love you girl
the way you need
ain't no one will stop us
ain't no one will stop us
and i'ma give you girl
oh what you find
i'm the drug in your veins
just fight through the pain
he's what you want
i'm what you need
what you need
what you need
i'm What you need
what you need
what you need
he's what you want
i'm what you need
what you need
what you need
i'm what you need
what you need
what you need
i've got everything you want with me
i'll do everything he does times three
and he don't gotta know
i got you on the floor
doing things you've never thought you'd do
baby, leave the high heel shoes
coz i love it when you're looking down on me
lookin' up at you
and i don't give a damn, shorty
watch me knock your boots off
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