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I wish it was me that held you night after night
Twirling your brown hair in between my fingers,

in between soft kisses
I would feel like rain against your neck
And I bet she doesn't know that I think of you this way
or how I imagine all the ways..

all the specific things I would do    with my mouth

She probably turns over after making you cry
I wouldn't
I would make love to you
for hours

and let you hit me or break a bottle over my face
just so you'd know how sorry I am

I would write you songs.
I would let you touch me any way that you wanted

But I'm not her

and

that's probably what you like the most