let'sescaperealitytogether❤.

we may be friends,
but saying that we know each other
would be a lie.

i know about his family life.
about what his dad has done,
how he feels about it.
how he feels about his mother.

but he doesn't seem to know mine.
he doesn't seem to know that i don't
even live with my mum any more.

so is it even safe for me to consider him a friend?
if he isn't my friend.

then what is he?

and have we been lying to each other all this time...
when we have always considered each other
friends.

touch me in that very spot,
makes my heart twist into a knot.
makes me wonder. makes me hot.
you leave me alone. i feel like i've been shot.
this is me. this is all you've got.

"if only i had an enemy bigger than my apathy, i could have won."
Profile "home is wherever i'm with you." - Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros i have a habit of wandering, therefore i get lost a lot.
the tease. / Sunday, May 18, 2008 @ 7:25 PM {too proud to even breathe.} \|too scared to admit it.\| it was the night before yesterday. that was when it happened. he touched me. and he thinks i don't remember. oh but i do. i really do. i remember every single word he whispered. and every single place he touched. he was stoned. but still sobre. i was drunk. but just like him, i was sobre. but he had more control. just as expected, from someone like him. we were just friends. we have always been friends. it was supposed to be simple. it was just supposed to be one night. one night free from my dad one night free from everything. but he just had to touch me. he just had to do it. i lead him on. and i pretended nothing happened. what have i done? we have always been friends. never close. but good enough to understand each other. we don't know much about each other but enough to consider each other... friends. it felt... different. every single emotion i could think of was rushing through me. he felt me. grabbed me. said things to me. even asked me for things. it felt... good. i moaned for him. i aroused him. i felt him too. and i regret it. we didn't go too far. but we went far enough to make me feel this way. dirty. i tried to pretend that nothing happened. but it was too hard. we may be friends, but saying that we know each other would be a lie. i know about his family life. about what his dad has done, how he feels about it. how he feels about his mother. but he doesn't seem to know mine. he doesn't seem to know that i don't even live with my mum any more. so is it even safe for me to consider him a friend? if he isn't my friend. then what is he? and have we been lying to each other all this time... when we have always considered each other friends. he was sweet. he was so different. and it felt good. i don't love him. i don't even like him... then why do i feel this way? touch me in that very spot, makes my heart twist into a knot. makes me wonder. makes me hot. you leave me alone. i feel like i've been shot. this is me. this is all you've got. <3 atoning for all the sins, averydefiantjazz
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