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Click hereI never meant to send those pics
To someone I didn't know
But in a moment of distraction
my finger tapped on ‘send’ and it just went so
For hours I waited, with bated breath
Curled up in a ball on my bed
Wondering if he'd seen them yet
Wishing I could just crawl under the covers instead
But then the phone buzzed
A notification came through
And I finally faced the music
And opened the message, ready to undo
But his response wasn't what I hoped for
Instead of disgust or anger, he was curious
He wanted to know more, see more
And I couldn't help but feel a little delirious
I never meant for this to happen,
A moment of carelessness led to distraction,
Sending a photo to a stranger, without caution,
Leaving me with nothing but pure attraction.
One thing led to another
And soon we were chatting non-stop
couldn't believe what had happened
the mistake had opened up new doors, like my mind had popped
Messages back and forth, leading to temptation,
A conversation that sparked with endless infatuation,
The desire between us grew with each conversation,
Leading to one thing, and one thing only, pure sensation.
I gave in to the temptation
Took more pics, shared more of my intimate self
It was exhilarating, so forbidden
But I couldn't stop, wanted to delve
I knew the risks, but my heart took over,
As we met in a place where only love could conquer.
With each touch, my body surrender,
To the moment where I was left no longer.
What started as an accident,
Turned into a moment of pure bliss,
As we had something that was heaven-sent,
A connection that led to more than just a simple kiss.
But now I stand here, with regret in my heart,
Knowing what I gave up was far too much to start.
A mistake that will forever stay in my memory,
The conflict within me, will remain a mystery.