Here we go again.
A temptation. Nothing like it. It's shiny, bright, looks into your eyes and tells you to take him into your arms. Smells like strawberries, tastes like vanilla. But its sour, really sour.
And you think: What could happen?
You know in advance the answer. And you dont know if you care.
Maybe it could take you back to those arms, those arms you still love; that chest you want to lay on just one more time. Those lips, sweet cutting edge lips. Lips that made you bleed, that gave you the chills, that killed every little bit of remaining faith, slowly, in tiny bits, day after day.
And still, you cant take it out of your head.
You hope; you wish; you want... long for this temptation to take you back there.
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When you realize you missed it... you may want it more. Sí, pero no.
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