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Her lips on my neck
Her hands roaming my body
I know this isn't me
I know this isn't what my heart craves
But it's my addiction
I want to feel wanted
I need to be loved
But I'm afraid
I'm afraid this won't be love
It will be lust
A craving for touch
For outward feeling
Just to know we're alive
Just to know we haven't lost the battle yet
We'll feel the pleasure
And the orgasmic pain
But once the feelings become less new
when we get used to the things being done
We'll no longer feel
We'll go back to being numb
Go back to feeling like there is no escape
And we'll slowly grow apart
Or drop eachother instantly
Soon we'll forget the other existed
We'll both be all alone
Again