Dear Diary
The Right kind of Wrong
When the sex is so good and connection is strong and at the same time not yours,
You realize you love The Right kind of Wrong
When this kiss is bitter sweet and being held so tight you get weak and it makes the moment last a blissful long, you realize you love
The Right kind of Wrong
When the time is borrowed yet you get so much it, then that cold Turkey hit different cause he gotta handle some other shit, and you count down the seconds to feel that touch or hear that voice, the moment to lock eyes again and drown in one another's soul...the rest dont matter not what anyone says or thinks cause at the end of the day you realize you love
The Right kind of Wrong