into dust
Lonely corners me
Sweeps me off my feet
Shows me it was better for me
Fingertips holding close
your grip not as soft
Follows me to an empty bed
I can’t stop the weakening of my soul
my body is dying
your tune is holding my mind
Let me go
see what I do
No control
No you
You whisper your sweet goodbye
If it is small it won’t interrupt my sleep
But my heart you keep
You say it’s for me
But who would be happy?
Alone left out in the cold
Tell me; is this the best for both of us? When my twisted heart will be what’s left of us.
Take my heart and keep it safe
Promise me I never made a mistake.
I felt a tear slide down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away; this was why I loved music; it can make you feel.
I looked through the other artists and no one grabbed me except those two and so I tried to keep busy and invited both of them for a meeting with me and Mr. Conlin, I may have bad times but I felt like I really loved my job; like I belong here, in this industry, doing this.
My work phone buzzed and it was Jared.
“Hi baby girl; it’s your lunch I believe, I miss you, come to my office, I want to see you” he sounded so loving and sweet but there were still things I was yet to know; was it worth bringing them up or just enjoying having him?
“Be right there” I said with a little less love and a little more hurt in my voice.
I got to his office and he embraced me, being close to him, inhaling his scent, it was so perfect, I stayed there for a minute wishing I could leave things be, wishing I wasn’t so scared that he would break me down and damage me, I hated that we argued about things so much but I couldn’t pretend. I pulled away.
“Everything okay, baby girl?” I looked up at him; terrified to ask all the things I needed to.
“Yesterday was - incredible, I was so happy, being in your arms.” I let out an intake of breath and the look of concern on his face worsened.
“but … you left your phone behind, I accidentally answered it…how was Caitlin?” he looked at me in shock, no doubt scrambling for words to stop the tears that pricked my eyes; before I met him I rarely cried or had many emotions at all and now I was a mess.
“She is nothing to do with you or us, Melissa” he said it sternly and my tears dropped over my cheeks.
“Melissa please understand, don’t cry, please. It’s complicated” he exclaimed
“Well uncomplicated it then, I need to know who she is to you” I was practically pleading with him to tell me.
“She is…my ex fiancée” he said through gritted teeth, I looked at him in disbelief, he was engage to her?
“Do or did you love her?” he looked nervous and answered simply
“No. Never” my heart broke a little and he saw it and continued.
“Melissa I never loved anyone before you, I love you, I love you so much it hurts, you are perfection, made for me, I never wanted to cherish someone before, I want to cherish you and hold you and protect you. With her, it was different, I thought it would help to fill a whole I felt to be with her would make me happy, it didn’t, we met when I was younger, I didn’t know who I was, what I wanted, in a way she changed me, made me more focused, after it all she had a breakdown and I paid for her rehab stay out of guilt; I tried to help her and she is okay now and we are just friends, you are all I want; I promise you”
“I believe you, I just don’t know as that’s all that she wants” and he pulled me in for a sweet and sensual kiss, he gripped down my body and cupped my breasts and continues kissing me seductively until I pulled away needing distance. He pulled me back into his hardness and I gasped, he whispered to me telling me he needed me. He pushed me onto his desk my mind flashed to the blond woman but I ignored it; I had to let his past go or it would eat me alive and chew up my mind, I had to think about the future. He pushed on top of me and I wrapped my legs around him
Lonely corners me
Sweeps me off my feet
Shows me it was better for me
Fingertips holding close
your grip not as soft
Follows me to an empty bed
I can’t stop the weakening of my soul
my body is dying
your tune is holding my mind
Let me go
see what I do
No control
No you
You whisper your sweet goodbye
If it is small it won’t interrupt my sleep
But my heart you keep
You say it’s for me
But who would be happy?
Alone left out in the cold
Tell me; is this the best for both of us? When my twisted heart will be what’s left of us.
Take my heart and keep it safe
Promise me I never made a mistake.
I felt a tear slide down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away; this was why I loved music; it can make you feel.
I looked through the other artists and no one grabbed me except those two and so I tried to keep busy and invited both of them for a meeting with me and Mr. Conlin, I may have bad times but I felt like I really loved my job; like I belong here, in this industry, doing this.
My work phone buzzed and it was Jared.
“Hi baby girl; it’s your lunch I believe, I miss you, come to my office, I want to see you” he sounded so loving and sweet but there were still things I was yet to know; was it worth bringing them up or just enjoying having him?
“Be right there” I said with a little less love and a little more hurt in my voice.
I got to his office and he embraced me, being close to him, inhaling his scent, it was so perfect, I stayed there for a minute wishing I could leave things be, wishing I wasn’t so scared that he would break me down and damage me, I hated that we argued about things so much but I couldn’t pretend. I pulled away.
“Everything okay, baby girl?” I looked up at him; terrified to ask all the things I needed to.
“Yesterday was - incredible, I was so happy, being in your arms.” I let out an intake of breath and the look of concern on his face worsened.
“but … you left your phone behind, I accidentally answered it…how was Caitlin?” he looked at me in shock, no doubt scrambling for words to stop the tears that pricked my eyes; before I met him I rarely cried or had many emotions at all and now I was a mess.
“She is nothing to do with you or us, Melissa” he said it sternly and my tears dropped over my cheeks.
“Melissa please understand, don’t cry, please. It’s complicated” he exclaimed
“Well uncomplicated it then, I need to know who she is to you” I was practically pleading with him to tell me.
“She is…my ex fiancée” he said through gritted teeth, I looked at him in disbelief, he was engage to her?
“Do or did you love her?” he looked nervous and answered simply
“No. Never” my heart broke a little and he saw it and continued.
“Melissa I never loved anyone before you, I love you, I love you so much it hurts, you are perfection, made for me, I never wanted to cherish someone before, I want to cherish you and hold you and protect you. With her, it was different, I thought it would help to fill a whole I felt to be with her would make me happy, it didn’t, we met when I was younger, I didn’t know who I was, what I wanted, in a way she changed me, made me more focused, after it all she had a breakdown and I paid for her rehab stay out of guilt; I tried to help her and she is okay now and we are just friends, you are all I want; I promise you”
“I believe you, I just don’t know as that’s all that she wants” and he pulled me in for a sweet and sensual kiss, he gripped down my body and cupped my breasts and continues kissing me seductively until I pulled away needing distance. He pulled me back into his hardness and I gasped, he whispered to me telling me he needed me. He pushed me onto his desk my mind flashed to the blond woman but I ignored it; I had to let his past go or it would eat me alive and chew up my mind, I had to think about the future. He pushed on top of me and I wrapped my legs around him
Similar Books
