domingo, 6 de abril de 2014

Count to 10

It awakened something in me
I tried to stop it
I almost did
Until you looked at me

We knew it was wrong
I should’ve stayed away
But you took me in your arms
And we swayed

“It’s timing” you said
We both know it wasn’t
A small lie we shared
To keep the truth at bay

The truth about your intentions
The truth about my belief
That you’ll never get
What you want from me

The night has come
And we are nothing more
Than pending conversations
And unspoken words

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