Solitude at the Shore
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| Just when I think of walking away, a call, a text, pulls me right back in. Why, my love, why, this unbreakable grip? |
The Unruly Enchantment
Hey sweetie,
Even though you treat me so unruly,
I just can't seem to get you out of my system.
It's a torment, truly, with every pleasurable moment you give.
Just when I think of giving up or I'm ready to walk away,
a call or a text pulls me right back in.
Why, my love, why?
The Magnetic Pull
Just when I think of giving up or I'm ready to walk away,
to find a path where shadows do not lie,
a call or a text pulls me right back in,
a sudden, potent force I can't deny.
Like tides to the moon, I'm drawn back to your light,
a gravitational pull, both fierce and bright.
My resolve, a fragile thing, begins to fray,
dissolving in the promise of another day.
Lingering Question
Why, my love, why?
This hold you have on me,
this sweet addiction, wild and undefined.
A mystery in passion, for all to see,
a constant echo resonating in my mind.
Though reason whispers warnings in my ear,
my heart, enamored, simply holds you near.
Bound by a connection, strong and deeply wrought,
a love, despite its chaos, fiercely sought.
well sometimes, he acts like I don't exist and when I do make up my mind to give up he start playing with my thoughts all over again and I love him so that I keep on giving him opportunities
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