That falls to some people who thinks it’s just lust.
What I go through now is complete agony;
All I want is just a kiss of love’s simplicity.
I gave my all, I swore my luck,
But why doesn’t he give a fuck?
Now I’m drowning into some witch’s potion;
This is so not me, perverted by emotions.
Why is he all that I fancy?
Is this some trick or some kinda conspiracy?
I tried hiding into the abyss of darkness;
Soul’s telling me, “Grab that shards of glasses!”
God’s telling me, “You fine grown ass woman,
Thou not be trapped into just any random man.
My princess, caress thyself as you’re a fine jewel
I am here always and I promise, you will be well.”