Twisted Mind

* i have these things. i hate calling them "dreams" or "day dreams" cause it's not like that in a sense. i think about something in words and just make it into a little movie in my head. i think i'll call them "flashes" or something, who knows but here's one i wanna share. 

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i want you to look her in the eyes like you did me

see her

i want you to touch her like you did me

feel her

i want you to lay her down and kiss her softly

show her you want her

get passionate

"click"

all the intimacy stops

something just clicked with you

something didn't feel right

something....deep.

you get off the bed

she asks where you going

she's thinking she did something wrong and gets all teared up

you don't care right now.

you tell her you'll see her tomorrow

she runs after you, you run down the stairs and fly out the door

you run, i'm on your mind

you gotta reach me, you gotta see me

me

me

me

i'm the one you think about

her

her

her?

her who

you run to my place, you knock the door.

no answer.

but people are inside

so you turn the knob and the door opens

you hear my voice

it sounds like i'm singing

then you hear a voice filled with bass

a manly voice

you walk to my room

you see my face hanging off the bed.

i see you

i smile

but it wasn't a welcoming one

you continue to walk

you open the door

you begin to feel emotion

pain, anger, hurt.

broken is what you are

i'm fucking the enemy

your enemy

just like how you fucked mine

you enjoyed her

so i am enjoying mine

with every thrust i take it all in

while you just stand there and watch

broken

still, i smile.

- Aubrey