He was bad for me; Just as bringing a cigarette to my lips is. But I couldn't resist the urge I got with him. He was my high.
"But no matter how damaged, he was still capable of loving, and being loved."
He was bad for me; Just as bringing a cigarette to my lips is. But I couldn't resist the urge I got with him. He was my high.
"But no matter how damaged, he was still capable of loving, and being loved."
He didn't want to fall in love..didn't choose to believe that someone could love him.
But,
Here I was.
Falling for Mr. Bad Boy.
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"Your insane." I said, without breaking eye conta...