A/N: Ok, here's another one-shot written by moi! lol...I know some of you guys maybe mad thatI haven't been updating my other stories, but I've been completely blocked. So for right now, those are on hold. Anyway, everything in this story is mine except for the characters. the poem and concept it all mine, so don't take any of it. but if you do, all you need to do is ask. Anyway, hope ya like it!
I could feel his lips pressed against mine. Sweet as could be. They were like ecstasy. Like a drug that I couldn't get enough of.
She lives a life of lies,
She think's its all a big ride.
Working all day,
Just to play at night.
As we pulled away, we looked into eachothers's eyes. We knew that this was wrong, but we couldn't stop. truth was, we didn't really care what people thought. We needed eachother.
He spends his days at home,
Trying to keep a major secret that no one knows.
No one knows about his troubles,
No one knows but her.
He pulled me into his arms. It was wrong, so wrong. But it felt so right. His body pressed into mine. I couldn't get enough.
They both needed eachother,
They both really cared.
Not caring what anyone else thought,
They took the plunge.
He leaned into me and our lips met once more. I savored every second of it. He deepened the kiss. Grabbing my hand, he led me off the couch, never once breaking the kiss. We heard the door poen. Breaking apart, we saw who it was.
They would do anything to save the relationship,
But deep down inside, they both knew that it wouldn't work.
Seeing it was Georgia, I grabbed my guitar and pulled away from the kiss before she got into the studio. She looked at us suspiciously, but she seemed convinced that we had been working on a song, so she left. I looked at him once more, but he didn't seem the same. As if something was wrong.
He broke it off.
He couldn't stand living in fear all the time.
She wanted him so badly.
She needed him.
Walking home, I had gone over everything that had happened. He had said that he didn't want to live his life in constant fear. He didn't want to hurt me. So he broke it off. He said that we would be together someday, but not now. With tears running down my face, I did the first thing that came to mind. I ran, I ran as fast as I could.
He disappeared into the shadows.
He needed to get away.
She needed to get over him.
She needed to forget about him.
I ran to the studio since it was the closest place to get to. When I got there, I realized that the worst had happened. All of his stuff was gone. He had left. just like that. He had left one of his old caps on the soundboard, so I grabbed it and sunk into the huge couch. He was gone. Everything had happened so quickly, so suddenly, but the weird thing was that the only thing I could remember about him was his kisses of death.
Both played a big part in this,
Both made a mistake. But one ran away from all of it,
Leaving the other one in pain.