She's your cousin, Lily.
But you don't care, do you?
You just want her.
Lucy's so perfect to you, isn't she, Lily?
Her lush brown hair and chestnut eyes.
You just want her, don't you?
Too bad. You can't have her.
"Lily," Lucy sighs shakily, "We have to stop. We're cousins, you know that!"
You do know that Lily, don't you?
"Why?" You ask, and she looks at you as if you're mad.
"Cousins don't do these things..." Lucy trails off. She starts to dress but you cut her off with a kiss.
""Who cares what other people think?" You demand, "I certainly don't!"
You can practically hear 'Good for you' radiating off her body.
You've finally got your wish and she's finally seen the light.
"We shouldn't be doing this," Lucy whispers. You smile and nod.
"I know, Lucy," You say. She grins and flexes out, allowing you to meet more of her bare skin.
"I love you, Lucy," You whisper. She nods.
"I love you too,"
That one night stand, that everything, is gone.
She left you, because it was 'wrong'.
You know she's right.
But the right way makes you want to scream sometimes.
Sometimes you just don't know when to stop.
She's gone, Lily.
Face it.
But you can't, can you?
You're just the boy who lived's daughter.
That doesn't mean you have control, does it?
And then you see Lucy with a guy, making out.
And now you want to puke.
You try.
You fail.
It's all the same.
You love her.
You can't.
You're all to blame.
You can just close your eyes and imagine a better place.