stendec

I am not the one you want, the one you long for, but you will have me anyway. You will smile, you will listen to my words and you will think that I am good enough for tonight. You will whisper in my ear and I will follow you to your bed. You will give me your body and you will ask for mine. We will enjoy each other, but something is wrong, something is missing.

I am not the one you want, the one you long for, but you will have me anyway. You will worship and you will beg, but I cannot fill that empty space inside of you. It doesn't matter, you like to pretend, to pretend that we are lovers. And so, we shall pretend. Your body will love mine and when the moment comes, you will whisper "I love you". I will say nothing for I am not the one you are speaking to. I am not the one you are loving. I am but the physical aspect of your fantasy. An actor.

You are not the one I want, the one I long for, but I will have you anyway. We will pretend to be lovers, I will give you my body and I will ask for yours. I will worship and I will beg, but you cannot fill that empty space inside of me. My body will love yours and when the moment comes, you will whisper "I love you". I will say nothing for you are not the one speaking to me. You are not the one I am loving. You are but the physical aspect of my fantasy. An actress.

And we shall remain substitutes, strange lovers, sugar coated painkillers.