They fell together…
Tequila
The heart wants what the heart wants and for mine?
I have already given it to the man with tattoos, dark hair, and a motorcycle.
Out of my reach.
Lean, yet strong. Kind, yet destructive.
But when will he see, it was always him?
Throttle
My heart? What about my heart? I don’t commit to women.
And she’d be smart to stay away—intelligent, beautiful, and driven.
She needs to be cherished and not by me. A world of crime will always taint me.
But don’t worry my rose, I’ll always look out for you.
But will I see, it was always her?
