Another man

I tried to move on to ease the pain.
My hands on another man, trying to forget your name.
As he unfolds me between the sheets,
My mind plays our memories on repeat.
Deafening the sound of his moans in my ear.
Your voice is the only thing I want to hear.
Your embrace, once wrapped around my skin,
Now only exists in my thoughts deep within.
His hands on my body, but I'm picturing you,
His lips on my skin, and you don't have a clue.
I'm hazy, and numb. Limp in another mans bed.
Cause try as I might, I can't get you out of my head.

 

TRT

 

◄ Plastic

Prince Charming ►

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