i know I'm a mess,
but you can't see.
I have to come off as something else. I don't want to read underneath and into the deep.
You're persistent.
I meticulously resist your advances, your conquests of uncovering what lies beneath.
I can't give in, not yet...
this is way too fast...you're serious? What happened to the fun we had? "I want more." he says. "You've got the wrong girl," I said in my mind. I would like to try but theres to many secrets dwelling inside of my chest. I want to love, but I'm naive. I have no idea what i want you to be. All i know right now is i just want to be me. If love was what i was after, well that was a bust. I should've known then that your armor would rust. Was it you, or was it me, or was it fate that interviened? So we said those words we thought we meant. If i feel this way today, then how come yesterday i was able to vent? I wanted you then, but today was fine, I won't go back since you're not willing to try. One last thing just crossed my mind, my city's lights claim you were a lie.