"This is for the lover in you
No, I mean me
My mind’s going crazy
I dream about the first time you kissed me
It was supposed to be just a hug
But it led to more
And afterwards I tried to fuck it up"
Poetry about the woman that is still waiting on the man of her dreams to claim her.
Don't be fooled by the cover. This is not a wedding book. The leading character hasn't walked down the aisle. She's never been proposed to and has barely been in what society would consider a real relationship. She's not even sure what a real relationship would consist of anymore. Instead of meeting the man of her dreams she's met good men that didn't think twice about her, the men willing to play games with her emotions, and at some point she started letting her guard down and letting the crazy experiences into her life.
No, I mean me
My mind’s going crazy
I dream about the first time you kissed me
It was supposed to be just a hug
But it led to more
And afterwards I tried to fuck it up"
Poetry about the woman that is still waiting on the man of her dreams to claim her.
Don't be fooled by the cover. This is not a wedding book. The leading character hasn't walked down the aisle. She's never been proposed to and has barely been in what society would consider a real relationship. She's not even sure what a real relationship would consist of anymore. Instead of meeting the man of her dreams she's met good men that didn't think twice about her, the men willing to play games with her emotions, and at some point she started letting her guard down and letting the crazy experiences into her life.
