Love. Lust. 

It was no strings attached.
It felt good at the begining.

But then all the strings inside her broke.

What she thought was lust soon turned to love.

But the sad part of the story was that he still had his strings tight and intact.

So what he thought was lust was actually just lust for him.

Every time they were together she wished to feel him.

Every time they were togthere he wished to touch her.

She was emotionally attached.

He was physically awestruck. 

There thoughts were different. Completely opposite.

But they both wanted eachother.

For different reasons.

Some times you just cant have things the way you want them to.

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