Exxx chasing
A real poetic depiction of infidelity, lust, heartache, love, luster and regret laced in passionate zeal. A woman who has hurt her man by cheating.
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There was no denying
When he entered inside me
Our souls touched and raged yet so quietly
Things got a little hectic...so he passed right by me
From the corner of my lids...I spy him eyeing me...
He knows the real truth with every thrust inside of me
Are we sinners for loving so blindly
Or are we pretenders who's love isnt worth trying
I can't change my past though my spirit ache to just put it all behind me
I gently place it back on the shelf
His lack of trust in me constantly reminds me
He says im not the same girl he wanted
I say he only saw darkness when there was always a silver lining
Love or lust...
Haves...have nots
Are we two souls whos lips never shall have locked?
I placed the key under his vneck
He placed his lips on my forbidden fruit...I begged him not to stop
I am no longer a crumb on his lunch plate
Riding way too fast
Chased only never to replace
We find our solace in resentment and fear
The bitter end of heartache
But is there a lining thats silver in its color
Is there another out there like him?
Doubt it...I have never met another
I'm no longer interested in Tom, Dick, or Harry
Wont settle for yet another empty lover
Ive been a deviant all my life...still one day im gonna get married
I refuse to graze on the grass of failed romance past
No longer selling my self short
Wrapping up my soul in every squeeze of my ass
Not wasting anymore time when all signs lead to an over pass
I'm a queen in the making its not up for debating
Ive loved, I've lost shit also gave many reasons to hate me
He was and is my dream
Sometimes our dreams die hard
I think about him all the time...
His deepest love I fantasized to uncover
Hes a man...a real one...
Maybe I'm too "hard core"
Do we leave it here at goodbye
Or pick it up where we left off?
© Indya Renee 2019