Tangled In You Lyrics Novels & Stories

My everything. ______________________________________ I am here love; to you, for you, with you, There is no other place in this universe, I want to go or I would choose to go. You are my destination, You are the one. Your sighs are like soothing air for me, Your breath provides real oxygen to me. Loving you is the journey I want to lead, The touch of your eyelashes I want to get. You are my destination, You are the one. The black shiny cloudy hair of yours,

His hesitantly brings his fingers to my tattoo, his touch ghosting over my skin. I scrutinize the tattooed letters on his fingers. A, M, L, R, O. They don't spell anything but here I am, telling myself that they probably stand for something. He's barely touching me but my entire body is on fire, I want his touch so bad it hurts my chest. I feel like I'm trapped in a small box and I can't breathe or move or think. Our eyes lock and I realize that we're both panting, chests heaving, fucking electrifying.

He closed his laptop. My kitten you're very bad in your acting skills. But it hurts him more than enough. No one can come between us Kitten. You're mine. Mine only. If anyone come between us then I don't leave them. I already waited for you very long. Now it's my time to get you back. This time I never leave you kitten.... Wait for me... ************************

Fading in, fading out On the edge of paradise Every inch of your skin is a Holy Grail I've gotta find Only you can set my heart on fire, on fire Yeah, I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head spinning around, I can't see clear no more What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do Love me like you do, love me like you do Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do (like you do) Love me like you do, love me like you do (yeah) Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight

“And I'd give up forever to touch you 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't wanna go home right now” And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life When sooner or later it's over I just don't wanna miss you tonight And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am

"I'm sorry if you could just—" "Not interested." I cut in, walking past him and going back to the buttons of the elevator, and begin to type in the last floor again. My heart's thumping loud in my chest, loud enough for the whole world to hear, but someone, my ears filter it out for me to hear him speak as well. "Scarlet, if you could—" My name from his lips nearly has me turning around and demanding that he repeats it, says it with that soft and sultry tone of his, but before I can disgrace myself, the door to the elevator opens and immediately I step in and punch in the numbers.

Without knowing who that was, he didn't care, he just wanted the sound to go away. He was having a hangover and was feeling very terrible. It must be the drinks he had last night must be messing him up. He used his remote to unlock the door and Ariana walked in. She was very furious. “How could you Andrea? Please tell me it's not true. She said, " Tell me all this is just some misunderstanding and you will fix it immediately.” She said looking so troubled and furious.

“And the love.” Her lips parted slightly. No words came. “I came back thinking I was fine. And maybe I would’ve stayed that way, until I saw you.” A tear slid down her cheek. “I still love you,” he said, softly this time. “God help me, I still do.” She didn’t answer. Her lips trembled, and the tears kept falling. Luke reached across the table, his hand stopping just short of hers. Then she let out a soft, choked breath and covered her face with her hands.

“I’ll call her right now—” But before I could unlock the screen, a warm, firm hand closed around my wrist. Not rough, but just tight enough to make me freeze. My eyes snapped up, meeting his. “Well,” he mused, his gaze unreadable. “You’re not bad.” What? Before I could respond, his fingers brushed under my chin, tilting it upward ever so slightly. The touch was soft—almost teasing—but it sent an unexpected spark down my spine. “Since you insisted on filling in for her,” he murmured, his voice low and deliberate, “you might as well take her place entirely.”

I was going to lose myself. 💔