But I want to go places with you...
All in Poetry
I noticed that I wasn’t that fond of affection, of skinship, didn’t really want or need or care about sex, about boys.
You screwed me after you finished / Tempting me again / Making me hot in ways only electric can
Reminder: I do love / I love with the kind of intensity / that makes your stomach sick
I saved us both a lot of pain / by breaking your heart / before anything could really begin.