I Call Him "Mine"
He calls me his bad girl,
his wild escape.
Many have tried to change me,
but he likes that I'm untamed.
In my arms, he's unsafe.
Yet he seems to understand me.
He throws me down aggressively,
he's not scared of hurting me.
He kisses me passionately
like he's in love with me.
Really, he's just living his fantasy.
He never thought he'd find a G like me.
He's all mine.
There's no time
to rewind,
just know we've been bonded
since the first time
we locked eyes.
We smiled,
there was some playful banter,
and the rest is history.
There's no need to count
all the shit he's done for me.
We always break even.
He calls me his bad girl,
his kindred spirit.
I confess my sins
and my inability to change.
He doesn't judge
cause he feels the same.
I'm gonna love him
like he's all mine
'til he begs me to take his heart away.
I wanna hear him scream
and watch him bleed
'til he begs me to wear his ring.
I won't give a verbal answer
he'll know from the look on my face.
We can't be trusted by others
or each other.
I'm always looking over my shoulder
while he's checking under my covers.
We're happy though.
He calls me his bad girl
and I call him "Mine".
You're Mine- Lea Michelle
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