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 ?


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