~Don't be afraid to hold me tight...
One arm around my waist, the other softly stroking the skin on my back, his hand moving lower, closer to his destination. I feel the hardness of his cock pressed against the muscle of my thigh and I want him inside me now, not because of any overwhelming lust or desire, but because the sooner he's inside me, the sooner I can start pretending again…

~You know I won't break in two...
His fingers slide inside of me, softly stroking places that should make me feel a lot better than they do. I keep thinkin' if I close my eyes and try real hard, I can almost pretend - almost. If I try real, real hard, I can imagine his hair's shorter, his voice softer, his hands a little more gentle, filled with love, not just the raw sexual power that he has.

~What we're doing here tonight...
That's what it is, what it's always been - sex, plain and simple. It ain't like we love each other, even though we say the words. We both know we're just pretendin', even though neither of us will ever admit it. We're just substitutes for what we really want, really need…who we really love.

~Sure beats what we're going through...
No matter what we do, no matter how hard either of us try, we just can't change the fact that he ain't a green haired, comic reading' supergeek and I could never be his painted angel.

~We both loved and lost before...
We're a perfect example of the domino effect. They brought me up and put me on the roster with Shane, then they moved Matt over and then took Shane away from me. That's how it all got started, this whole switch thing. Okay, so technically, me and Shane were never together, and Matt and Jeff hadn't been for a long time, but that don't mean we were any less in love with each other.

~You know the sadness it can bring...
Since I ain't got nothin' to compare Matt to, I guess it's easy for me to pretend he's my dream lover. But sometimes, I wonder if I live up to the memories he has of Jeff. Am I as good as he was? Do I touch him in the same ways, the same spots. You know the routine. Do my green eyes sparkle the way his did when Matt would stare deep into them and whisper all his secrets?

~Tonight let's close the door...
Jeff and Shane were together for a while. They tried to keep it a secret, but after awhile we started hearin' things, rumors from people on the Raw roster. The first time me and Matt got together it was an accident. At least that's how we justified it to ourselves.

~And hold onto the nearest thing...
Neither one of us ever said anything, but I think deep down inside, we both knew. I never told anybody except Jeff about my crush on Shane, and I don't know if Matt knew that Jeff had told me about their…thing. It only lasted a couple of months, until morality or sanity or fear caused them to stop. Can't say that I blame `em for what they did. I mean, both of `em are sexy as hell, right?

~Let's keep hangin' on...
He's inside me now, and it feels good. Sure as hell beats some nameless, faceless guy I picked up in town, only because he thought I was way younger than I am and wanted to get his rocks off with a kid. I mean, there is some tenderness with Matt. It may not be love, not in the way most people feel it, but there's something there.

~So we won't fall apart…
Somewhere deep inside, I feel it, the familiar burn that comes right before I explode. My mind starts its own private movie reel, running through images that have fueled my every fantasy since I was 15 years old - Shane in the shower, Shane in his tights, Shane smiling at me, kissing my cheek, hugging me while I cried.

~Let's make love tonight...
I feel him kissing the back of my neck, his hand reaching around to stroke my cock while his strokes my insides. It feels damn good.

~Like we never had a broken heart...
As a matter of fact, it feels better than good.

~Don't be afraid to close your eyes...
I slowly open my eyes when I feel wetness hit the back of my neck. Is he crying?

~Pretend I'm someone that you love...
He must be thinking of Jeff, wishing it was him that he was buried deep inside of right now.

~And I won't have to tell you lies...
"I love you." I nod, then mutter my reply. God, I wish it was true. It wish it was me that he was sayin' those words to.

~'Cause it's not you I'm thinkin' of...
Wait…did I just say that?

~Let's keep hangin' on...
He's movin' real slow, his hands runnin' over my body like it's made of porcelain, almost like he's afraid that he might break me or somethin'.

~So we won't fall apart...
I can feel him throb inside me and I realize that I am, too. Suddenly, it hits me.

~Let's make love tonight...
We ain't fuckin' any more. Matt is actually makin' love to me…ME! When the dam bursts and he explodes inside me, it's my name he calls out, it's me he's sayin' I love you to.

~Like we never had a broken heart...
After he pulls out, I roll over and look at him, staring deep into his eyes, and I search for something, anything. He smiles, a little lopsided grin, before kissing me on the tip of my nose.

~Tonight we'll just pretend...
"I love you, Shan," he whispers, and I can see a mixture of emotions in his eyes - love, fear, anticipation.

~We've been in love right from the start...
"I love you too, Matt." His examination of my eyes mirrors my own and for the first time I realize that I mean it. I love him. For all the wishful thinking, for all the longing, I realize that he may have started out as a substitute for Shane, but he had come to mean so much more to me than that.

~Let's make love again...
We collapse onto each other, giggling like fools. I look up at him, and open my mouth to speak, but a gentle finger across my lips stops me, only to be replaced by his warm, full lips. Our hands are moving again, but this time it's different, like it was the first time all over again. Before long, he'll be back inside me, but this time, this time it's gonna be different. It's gonna be right. It's gonna be perfect.

~Like we never had a broken heart...

"Like We Never Had a Broken Heart" by Trisha Yearwood & Garth Brooks