It was dark and I was drunk.
Then I felt your lips on mine. Soft, sweet and sinful in the dark. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment, you can't win this time. You should scream my name tonight as I set your body in fire.
Lost into the heat, burning you with every touch. Marking what should be mine. You should've always been mine.
I hear your moans getting louder. Look how breathless you've become, I did that to you. I wish you wouldn't regret this the very morning you wake up without me.
I woke up and flew the first plane I saw when I arrived at the airport.
I boarded the plane with an empty mind. Not knowing where to go. I hear the intercom advising the passengers to turn off their phones.
Where the hell am I going? I close my eyes and begin to rest my shoulders on this lovely comfy coach. I cover my eyes with a silk eye mask.
I guess I'll just laugh about this one day -- where I made sweet, sweet love to a woman and chickened out the morning after because I have weird commitment issues caused by a high school trauma I'm not over yet.
Yeah, this is fine. I'll just start a life in a different state again. Just like I always do, avoiding people I know.
Running away is better than confronting the darkness within you.