Bee for Be as corny as it is

this is just a thought about you, while i hear this fucking song from your perfect girl. I Knew You Were Trouble - Taylor Swift.


When you are in love, everything about him is perfect. and the rest are just garbages.
his smell is your toxic, poisoning and yet soothing you.
his smell is your personal morphines that you crave everytime. and you can't live without it.
no matter how he ruined you, literally (?), you'll just forgive him cuz you know you've been blindfolded by his love.

everything has been compromised and you just can't ask for more.
every meeting seems special, no matter how it looks worthless to others.
your sensitivity becomes doubled. his touch is your pre-orgasm.

His sweet talk (or even the bitter one) seems so outworldly and it never fails to make you smile.
your insecurity rose up when all those filthy eyes looking at him, admiring him, talking about him and all you can do is glaring at them as if you wanna yell out loud "HE'S FUCKING MINE!"
his gaze is like a tiger judgementing before he eats you. and you were just paralyzed. afraid, unable to move, to make a wrong move.
even when you're not with him, all you think about is him, subconciously.
well thanks for fucking me up.


thanks cuz you already fuck me, and my life.


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Aiman!