Borrowed Love

[Q tha ish]

Borrowed Love

I waited months for you, you never came.
You never saw the tears streaming down my face.
You let me touch you, feel you and have a beautiful taste of you.
Leaving wanting more and the days passed with no site of you.

The memory of that shared experience still lingers in my soul.
It was so beautiful it now spoils my heart to disgust.
When I couldn't feel you anymore I hated you for giving me this feeling of elation.
I wanted the empty memory to fade but it lingers haunting more than I can handle.

Time passes and yet you still are on the brain.
Now I have a borrowed love, one that you cannot feel.
Yet I long for your touch so for now I use his love.
Call me weak but the feeling you gave me has me this way.

He feels me now, he touches me now, the borrowed love is what I have for now.

Months pass you never looked back, you left me in distress.
My borrowed love was my only medicinal drug I abused.
Your memory fades, his gets stronger.
Too bad you will never feel my love again. Too bad you let my love go.

Borrowed love has replaced you, made me forget you, disgraced you, hate the blue coldness of you.
He lets me be me and never leaves me not unsatisfied.
Why did I not see this borrowed love for what it is?
My heart told me but my mind tricked me.

I mount him everyday and he lets me do as I please.
His red fire burns my thighs unimaginably hot, his strong black darkness fills me with
every strong power I have never felt before.
He is borrowed love no more, he is mine and I am his... forever.

He is a beautiful red pinned striped on black 05 GSXR 600.
I love him like no other, he is no longer borrowed love. Im still gonna get my first love one day the cold blue GSXR either the 750 or 1000 or both... he he