Fraud
I'm waiting for the day you see how unlovable I am
I'm waiting for you to evaluate me and your feelings, decide that I'm not good enough for you and leave
I'm waiting for you to realize that I'm not worth the headaches, mood swings, heartache, slient nights and unanswered questions
How could you love me but still not see all of me
I'm certain that if you did, see all of me, you'd run for the hills screaming
If only I could run away from me too
Finger Deep
They can't move in anymore, they're touching her soul
They've hit the inner wall, it's making her weep
The feeling we both is as though we've lost all control
My tongue laces her body as she looks me in the eye
That look she gives, is pleasure written on her face she begins to cry
Intimacy lies, not just with touch but with connection
Her and I together, make love, it's true perfection