18 May 2012
I met you long ago. You taught me things I should'nt know.
On young hearts you would thrive.
I was just eighteen. You we're twenty-five.
Told me it was wrong. But you wanted me for so damn long.
Was any of that really true? Or was it something I made you do.
When you're with your friends. You can't know my name so you pretend.
You make me feel so weak. As I watch your lips but kiss your cheek.
But when we're behind closed doors. You claw my back as I grip yours.
My mother warned me twice. But your smart words, they would entice.
I thought that I was wise. But your lustrous eyes would hypnotize.
Maybe if I was a little older. Your heart would be a touch less colder.
Now you say we should just be friends. But when midnight comes... Our truce ends
Pretend to disincline. You say. Stick to your world, you can't have mine.
Pull my strings like a puppeteer. You only want me when I'm not here.
Treat this like a crime. But seven years is only time.
I can't do this anymore. I wont wait in the rain at your back door.
I really don't want to be your secret lover. Because when this ends...
I dont think I will recover.
Secret Lover • Opuss № I