The Way He Loves Me
The way he loves me is like no other. He touches me with his love, he smothers.
I can't help the way I feel, for his love for me I know is real.
Grabbing, touching, squeezing, hurting, all feels the same. His touches makes me go insane.
Wild with desire, fire burning within, he showed me his heart, that I must win.
Everyone keeps telling me that he don't care, that I should throw him out in his underwear.
But they don't know the connection between us two, the way he loves me, I know is true. None of this is real, its all a fake, yet the way he loves me, is love in the make.
So whatever to all our friends, for the way he loves me will always be within.
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