How could someone touch me like this?
Have this hold on me
So strong I can hardly breathe
Longing to look into his eyes
Forever and a day
Worried for the way I feel
Knowing how hopeless this all is
Seeing him with her every night,
every morning
What makes me want to do to another
what someone did to me?
Wanting to take and keep
Believing he holds the key
to my happiness
and the relief of my lust
I see that I will hurt more
even than I do now
And I fool myself that I don’t love him
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