How Did We Get So Dark?

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The web content describes a passionate but ultimately doomed romantic relationship through song lyrics and a narrative excerpt, reflecting on the intense physical attraction and emotional connection between two individuals.

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The provided text intertwines the poignant lyrics of "How Did We Get So Dark?" by Royal Blood with a vivid narrative from "Enchanted Valley" by Posy Churchgate. The lyrics lament the transformation of a sweet relationship into something dark and painful, questioning how such a sweet beginning could lead to such a heartbreaking end. The accompanying narrative delves into the raw emotions and physical intimacy of a couple deeply in love but aware of the transient nature of their relationship. It portrays the woman's intense longing and the bittersweet memory of their encounters, which she hopes will comfort her once her lover, a man who is often traveling and not looking for a serious commitment, leaves. The text culminates in a powerful depiction of their final moments together, as they reach a shared climax, followed by the man's silent departure, leaving the woman to pretend sleep to maintain her dignity amidst the heartache.

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[Verse 1] I saw it coming Like the shadow on the wall You started running Then everything turned cold How did I become a lookalike Of someone you used to love? Someone you used to love

[Chorus] So dark How did something so sweet tear us apart? Oh, on a sinking ship with a heavy heart Ooohhh How did we get so dark?

From ‘How Did We Get So Dark?’ by Royal Blood

How could she love him so much that her heart squeezed from just thinking about him? His sweet smile, the square shadow of his jaw, the musky smell the nook between his neck and shoulder where her nose nestled when they embraced.

She drew comfort from the strength of his lean back and the warm ropes of his arms embracing her, but when she imagined his buttocks undulating in her grasping hands as he thrust into her, that’s when she melted. Being with him, her stomach rode a rollercoaster, cresting and swooping while liquid fire built within the black lace panties she wore to thrill him.

He groaned when he saw her lying there. Growing rock hard, his hungry eyes raked over her curves. He knew this, them, was no good any more. She’d got too invested when this was only meant as fun, casual. He was always travelling, never stayed in one place for long, but damn this chick was freaky in all the right ways. She was made of handfuls of ripe flesh he yearned to grab. He sank his teeth into her curves, allowing her mewling groans for more to wash away his defences.

She was wet for him like a broken tap. Dipping his head to lap her pussy it drenched his tongue like the ripest nectarine. Her juices glossed his chin as he suckled her bean, tickling and teasing it with his tongue.

She knew this couldn’t last, but she’d grab every minute, every encounter, pull them close to grind into her soul. Hope was, once he was gone, these memories would be a comfort. Oh goddess, if only this could last!

Their climax built. Two sweating bodies moving in time, passion strung them tight, executing a frenzied dance in harmony with their lust. As fast as it escalated, lifting them to head-reeling euphoria, it sank back, receding to ever-weakening eddies until their breathing steadied.

Despite how she wanted to cling to him, there was no way to make herself mean in his celebrity world what he meant to her. She’d rather maintain her dignity. So she pretended she was unaware that the soft butterfly kisses he trailed over her shoulder and pressed against her lips were the last, shoving down the panic climbing up her throat. She feigned post orgasmic sleep while he grabbed his jeans and leather jacket. Her eyes were squeezed tight against raw pain when he quietly slipped out of the door and into the night.

Extract from Enchanted Valley on my blog Pillow Talk

A further extract from Enchanted Valley on my blog

Submitted for #mmmMondays meme Songwriters: Michael James Kerr / Ben Thatcher