my situation

addicted

How am i suppose to lead by example when his love is something i just cant handle

One day i love him the next i hate his guts its hard to seperate love and lust

The smell of his skin the way his waves spin the taste of his lips

Id be lying if didnt admit to him im an addict 

When he slides in i swear i get so hie i feel chills up my spine

But when i dont have him im a miserable feen fixing to get a hit lucky if i get a taste of it

Ol boy hes my drug and im an addict oodee'ing on his love

With each stroke i keep relapsing

Cant help but let him in its so relaxing

How his dark skin and beautiful body feels up against mine

When im in his presence i just lose track of time

I swear no one has ever made me feel like him

Forgive me cause i keep committing the same sin

And i love it say im gonna quit but then its like fuk it

One last time i just need this hie

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my situation

 So now i may be sounding like a fool

In no way is this cool

Or an exception to the rule

But it just something about what he dose

I swear its more addictive then drugs

One day i hate him the next hes back all over me

No matter how many fights or arguements he is what i need

O-m-g i feel like a feen 

And to him im addicted

Ive loved and lusted befor but this heres different 

Its the way he flips it

Digs it down and licks it

That got me so. Hie  im lifted

I tellem to kiss myim done

But scream i love you when i cum 

Dispite the web of lies he has spun

We always end up back where we begun