As i lay beside him
the silence fills the air
i wonder what his thinking
as he looks at me and stares
i never say whats on my mind
i kiss his lips instead
the best conversations are the ones left unsaid
should i have been effected
should i close the door
there is that fifty fifty chance
I've been down this road before
i can;t explain it nor understand
why every kiss feels like the first
no man is honest or faithful
either that, or I'm cursed
he puts me on a high
i guess u could compare it to lust
only time will tell
if he can earn back my trust