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When I see him I ache.  I hear his laugh and it sends shivers down my spine.  His smile is art work to me. He's the type of boy that causes trouble the ones mother's warn you about.  Lucky for him I'm the type of girl that gets the goody goodies grounded for life. I make the bad boys seem like school girls.  I'm cold and cruel and terrible.  But then I see him and I melt.  He's destroying me and I'm letting him because I'm hoping maybe he'll want me like I want him.  The way his hands felt in my hair the way his tongue danced over mine leaving the taste of him permanently in my mouth. The way he branded my lungs with his air and left a picture on my body written in black and blue. "I can't help but forgive though because I'm in love with you" I want to scream. He uses me abuses me.  I'm nothing but a quickie after a blunt.  A nod in the hallways, a denial, a reject, I'm your backup plan your "maybe if I'm drunk enough"  while you're my first choice the one I want no matter the situation.  You're my world. I see why people don't like you but I don't understand because to me people don't get more incredible then you.