Blog Post 437

Just a Stranger Until I'm Back in Your Bed

Wishing we weren't so tragic from the start that we had to go and find something better, only to get lost in the thought of one another and end up calling each other late at night, asking to come over. We stay up all night laughing all the pain and tears away that we end up wasting hella time kissing down each other's body only to forget that we're just friends. We have one hell of a time, but then once it's over, we go back to hating one another, and honestly, I don't mind it because we both know we're better off as friends with benefits, but only stay for the benefits. We keep pursuing one another in the crowd, only to lose sight of what we have once we touch. It's just you look so damn good in the neon lights that it's hard not to kiss you.

The way you get stuck in my head hurts like hell, but the thought of you never leaving my head is kind of worth it. Knowing you had that much of an impact on my life that you might as well just stay a while and make it worth your while. You had that look in your eyes that only meant one thing and one thing only but somewhere down the line, that look shifted into something more and I couldn't help but ask you what it was you really wanted and I knew I had no right in asking you that but I just had to know so I didn't make the wrong move on you. I knew if I made the move, it would change the entire outlook on our friendship, and I didn't wanna lose you because of my bad decision-making. I guess me acting as if I wanted more was the best decision I ever made, knowing deep down inside I was scared to lose you. But I knew that it would only be for our eyes only if it ever came to that.