My mind goes to the next encounter.
Where I come to your place, you say no, I take off my clothes, you say no, I rub up against you, my skin on your shirt, you say no. And I have to know, what do I have to do to say to get you to say yes.
When we are only connected in dreams, why do you reject me?
It’s the one safe place we can be together.
But I leave, my tears blurring my vision through the windshield.
I still love you.
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