by Colette Feb 3, 2012
category :
Love, romance /
desired love
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One wall is red the last one was white the smell in the air Is Chanel as I pin my hair up just right a distance voice is calling round two on the horizon I put my phone down as I set it on silent I slide my finger tips across the marble table doing what I can to avoid the mirror when will I tell you never if I can avoid it I mean it is his best friend and we did kinda enjoy it never feel ashamed is what infidelity says never think of the one u love when ur layed up in his bed I promise this the last time and then I quite but what if I cut it off he might just throw a fit run back to all his friends and say what we did it would surely get back to him ... And than that's it |