But Can You Blame Me ?
The unbearable pain of what I lost.
Just one last touch of those soft lips which melts all pain away,
I never get tired.
I don't miss the late night conversations for I crave the late night feelings.
Not able to think clearly for hours , I melt away at the mere thought of our bodies touching.
One last bite just one last breath of life
I'd sell my soul to the devil himself for just a glimpse of what's underneath...
I miss the healing of your body not the sensitivity of your heart.
I don't miss our relationship I miss your body , send me your body without your heart and brain
I'll be satisfied although you feel me to be cruel.
But Can You Blame Me ?