…and I'm telling it
i don't know if i'm in love
or i just love you
whatever the difference is
i don't know if you
complete me
or what a complete me
feels like
i do know
that
you open me
so wide
so so wide
sometimes i'm
uncomfortable with it
other times
it feels right
i hate that everyone
knows everything
about us
i hate that p-r-i-v-a-c-y
doesn't exists for us
i like that our
honesty is
unpretentious
i like that this
shit we're doing
(whatever it is)
is unpretentious
i like that you
accept me for
who i am
i like that i know
exactly who you
are
i like that
when shit hits
the fan
i know where
you'll be
i'll be right beside
you too
i've always wanted
a chance to say
its me and you
against the whole
fucking world baby.
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