In the corners of my mind, is a place where I like to hide.
A place I've always known to be home, a place that calls my name when lost.
I've always known to be an acquaintance of death, we've been destined to be together
He was charming, offering me a peace of mind.
He was everything I'd ever dreamt about
He knew just where to find me;
late at night, a bottle of Rosè -seated across the fireplace with a book in hand.
He was intellectual, we'd stay up the whole night making good conversation.
He was enticing, he knew just how to awaken the goddess in me, and make me feel whole.
He knew how to make sweet love to my soul, and caress the very essence of who I am.
He knew it was sexy to lay down on the carpet, in front of the fireplace and be intimate.
I loved him, my very first love.
He understood me, and I found solace within him.
In different shapes and forms he came,
Water, Fire, Pills, Drugs.
He was an addiction, that you did not want to fight.
He was the high that kept you from reality,
He was better than reality.
He kept calling for me, whilst the world pulled my hand.
I wanted to go home to him,
I wanted to rest in eternity with him,
He was worth the risk.
Wasn't it all life was about? Risks?
If you're not taking risks, you're not living,
I was willing to risk it all for him,
But my conscience would not let me.
It was daily turmoil to know,
That he could make me feel that good,
And I couldn't entirely have him,
It hurt like a bitch to find out, that he was a cheat.
Mating with the world, whilst waiting for him to come home to me.
I was willing to risk it all,
But he wanted me with the others,
He did not love me alone
He did not want to commit to me,
He wanted the world too.