It’s only natural.
You gave me the spark that ignited a slight hope in everything
I care for you.
I fell on love with a devil.
But that’s not bad. You made me believe. I will carry it on.
i don’t want to fade away, i don’t want to be a memory.
i want to be right here.
i want to be understood without people trying to understand.i want them to see me as a masterpiece.
not to be confused as “perfect.”
but then again, perfection is in it’s faults.
i want someone’s eyes to lighten up when i walk through the door.
i want to open my eyes in the morning and not be alone.
i don’t need someone to be my journey,
i just want someone who’ll join me.
i want to believe in love.
i want to believe in people.
You scare me. You make me angry.
It would be so much easier to point my finger and slur out obscenities but in an effort to control myself, I understand.
I’m just as afraid of you, not giving a nudge of trust. I’m scared of myself, trying not too overwhelm you. Our dance may seem to cancel each other out, but you know what? When it comes down to it.
The bottom line.
The ugly truth.
We’re both in like.
And we want to hold each other’s hand in this leap.