I used to look forward to Sunday
Because that was our day
We would escape from reality
And let ourselves drift away
I remember laying on your bed
Staring deep into your eyes
I could feel myself shaking
As I pressed my hands to your thighs
These moments we shared
The chemistry was there
The intimacy had to be real
But I guess you didn’t care
When I leaned in for the kiss
I didn’t know this was what you’d do
You took aim at my heart
And shoved a spearhead right through
Now I don’t like Sundays
Because we don’t spend them together
And the feeling of your lips on mine
Is something I will dream of forever
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One of my favorites. Perfect representation of how someone can impact your life so much.
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