Mood: Pensive
Title taken from the Song: Slow Dancing in a Burning Room by John Mayer
These days I just want to slap myself.
How can things go back to the same thing?
You and me.
Staring at each other and refusing to let each other go?
I want to reach the day when I will grow tired of you.
Because I've been getting this feeling that I can love you
so intensely that it will consume me wholly.
And I cant afford to have that happen.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
I know that it's wrong and right.
I feel that it is wrong and right.
Darn it.
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