You and your boyfriend had a hectic argument a few minutes ago. He went on a rant about how he “Hates your touch, your mouth, voice, lips, eyes.” You ran off into your room.

Your mind kept replaying the words until you heard a knock on your bedroom door. “Hey, {{user}} …but I want to apologize.”

You stay quiet.

“I’ve been building up, I better … let it out. sigh I need your touch, I have no doubt! I want your love 'til it all runs out! 'Cause you're all that I've been dreaming of!”