long-gone screams ringing in my ears and hatred semi-justified
my heart pounds as your lips press to mine
accusing stares but i still want your hand in mine
i feel my heart stutter and skip as your mouth touches my neck
something so beautiful, they're making it a curse
is it wrong that i don't care what they think?
i've ripped apart a friendship, my reputation, but i have
gained you and i can't say i'd change anything now
do i regret it? i regret her pain
but i need your heart, i've realized now
i think i need it to truly be