Ghosts of my past i’m just happy they’re not here to stay
but thoughts of a future with you are just slipping away
But we’ve been so tight.
it wouldn’t be right.
if i just left, why don’t you stay the night?
hand on your back. kiss on your neck. make love tonight.
Make love tonight.
Can’t believe it, damn boy is this the real thing?
I am your queen boy and you are my king. ooh oohh
…fin…
doesn’t make much sense unless you’re me, but then again, this blog is for no one else.
The Real Her
