We knew how this would end
What it would cost us
And we did anyway
We played with fire and we both got burned
The friendship we had before is gone
Buried in the ashes of the mess we made
This is the price we pay for lust
But it was so much more than that, wasn't it
We both felt it
The feelings that haven't been felt in years
The effortless comfort
If we called it what it really was
It would hurt a thousand times more
Because it wasn't ours to keep...
Lena Karla
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