Thursday, September 25, 2008
I didn’t count on certain things to happen,
I don’t hate it, and I hate the fact that I don’t hate it
I am not being fair, hurting people ‘cause I can
This is dangerous, awfully familiar again.
Closer and closer we get.
Like we’re almost there but we can’t cross it yet
My heart beats fast to the sound of your chest
I can’t do this, yet I can’t let this end
You have dangerous eyes.
It traps me when I look at them
Like I wanna get lost in your eyes
And forget the rest of the world in them.
I can't.
Dangerous,
-our
love story ;