leesbians

Saturday morning sitting in my bed
I can see the sun rising through the window
She is right there besides me
So cutely sleeping

But I can’t help but think
What the hell I’ve done
I run my fingers trough my hair
I can hear her breath

So calm, so sweet
Her milk-skin
Her sweet fragrance
She’s too perfect to be true

She was special, untouchable
Now she’s just another one
She promised me her heart
And so did I

I’m a sinner, I’m dirty
I have a sixteen-year-old in my bed
I just want to cry
And bring her innocence back

I saw her in the subway
Blond, no make up, impeccable uniform
So different, so innocent
I talked to her, became her friend

And than I started
Her first hang over
Her first piecing
Making up her mind

Now she’s the singer of a band
Pink and purple hair
Five piercings in her body
The black clothes in the floor

I look at the mirror
I hate what I see
My blue eyes
The eye she says she loves

My pallid skin against the wall
My naked body reflected by the mirror
My black hair in my face
My scars staring me

The coldest water ever against my face
My arms, my body
The more I suffer
The more I want to be here forever

How could I look at her again?
Her green eyes
Claming for me
Like they always did

But I was stronger
I could resist to her
I was saving her
I’m the worst thing to her

I wanted to save her
Until she finds the man to her
The one that will love her
And respect her

She deserves more than me
She is a princess
With a whole fairy tale waiting
And I’m not part of it

Dry, but cold I sit in my bed
Witting her to wake up
To say ‘I don’t love you, never did’
Even knowing that’s a lie

I wake up and here she is
Looking at me
My favorite blue eyes
The black hair, wet, pushed back

The memories of last night came to me
Our perfect first night
After months I finally did it
Now she’s mine

Since we met in the subway
I was a perfect high school girl
She was an alternative with a rock band
We were made for each other

One month later
I had a nose piercing
And blue hair
And parents hating her

My parents will never accept me
Like they’ve never accept her
But I don’t care
I have all I need

I’m an artist
A singer, a guitarist
I’m in a band
And I have the coolest hair ever

I still going to school
I still having good grades
I still sleeping at home
But just twice a week

Why is so hard to them understand?
People change
I can’t be a kid anymore
I want to grow up, be myself

And be with her
My twenty-year-old angel
My favorite bassist
The queen of my heart

“Good morning, beauty”
I say, standing up
She looks at me
I know that something is wrong

Did I do something?
I don’t know what to think
I could barely ask
“What happened?”

She seem scared
I can’t do this to her
I love her
But this is not right

She deserves a man
Someone her parents like
Someone to take her home
And she could call ‘boyfriend’

Why did she do this?
Seduce her best friend
She’s so silly
She has no idea

I was in love with her since the beginning
But I could never let it show
I had to watch her with other guys
And seem happy for her

But all I wanted was to kiss her
Say how much I love her
But I had to be with my own guys
And girls, eventually

“we need to talk”
I said, seriously
“We can’t be together
This has to stop, sweetie”

I touched her face
Her perfect green eyes getting wet
Her face blushing and getting hot
She will cry

“What do you mean?
We have to be together!
We have always been!
I love you, and you love me!”

I knew it
She thinks I’m a slut
She thinks I make out with everyone
And I don’t deserve her

Maybe I don’t know how to do it
“This was my first time!”
Great, I was crying
“I can get better, you can teach me!”

I’m sitting in the bed, staring at her
She’s so perfect, so beautiful
So smart, so cult
She’s too good for me

Now I’m crying in her chest
She’s cold, I’m warm
She’s calm, I think I’ll pass out
I just want to be with her forever

“What do you mean, my princess?
What would I have to teach to you?
What are you talking about?”
I really have no idea

Her head in my chest
I can smell her hair
My favorite type of drug
It just makes the thinking part harder

She’s warm, I’m cold
She is freaking out, I’ll be soon
How can I think clearly now
When everything I want is in front of me

She must be faking
I’ve never imagine she would do this to me
Making me say it alt laud
She knows I’m too shy to do this

I hate talking about sex
I’m the younger in the band
And in everything I do with her
It means everything

They all have already had sex
That was my first time
She thinks I’ve already did it with my ex
But I didn’t

“I mean sex”
I said almost like a whisper
“That was my fist time, I’ve never…”
I couldn’t end the phrase

I put my finger against her lips
“I imagined that. You don’t need to worry
You were perfect”
I lifted her had, till I could see her face

“You don’t need to worry about sex”
I stopped my tears
“I just think you’re young
You don’t need to be with me”

She still crying and I’ve started now
“I’m not the one for you
You need a man by your side”
I could hear her heartbeat, there was so silent

Not the ‘you need a men’ story again
She can’t see, I don’t want a men, I want her
I can handle with the people staring
I can handle everything with her

“What I need to do to you understand?
I don’t want a man, I want you.
I love you, and I don’t care about the rest”
I really don’t

“But, your parents, your family?”
I don’t have a family since my 18th birthday
I moved and never talked to them again
I don’t want this for her

“I don’t care about them
I just want to be with you.
You, the band, my new world
That’s all I need”

And I kissed her
I don’t mind if she didn’t want it
I wanted, I had it
And than, I realizes she wanted it too

What is she doing?
She wants to test my resistance?
I have a new to her
I don’t want to resist