A month later..
21. "FORNICATION"
Drugs for the distraction, sex for the pain, running away from love and emotions. Pretty girls and thick thighs, sleepless nights, sex tapes, fornication, late night company for a good night sleep.
Early mornings caused by bad dreams, faded mornings from a bad night, anger built up by childhood trauma, cussing and fighting.
Bridges burning and chapters coming to an end, going separate ways, coming to dead ends, meeting new girls, giving them my sex and not my love..
22. "BUDDIES"
What was I doing f**king my friend? Now we can't even chill at the food spot like friends do anymore, every time we talk, it's about fucking again and I can tell that we're turning our bodies into bed buddies.
Just thinking about the sex we had makes me horny, I wanna be kissing her thighs and rubbing her smooth skin while she calls out my name softly. It's like my body keeps coming for more, it's like I'm addicted to her phum-phum, just by the way she gives it to me with love.
What was I doing crossing the boundary? Now we can't talk about anything else like we used to, every time we talk, it's about when are we f**king again because our bodies are now becoming bed buddies.
The sex is so good, I can't say I don't love every bit of it, just writing about it turns me on and it makes me wanna put my lips on her boobs while her body gets horny for me. It's like our bodies are coming back for more, ah the way she gives it to me, I love every bit of it.