It's been broken before, and I'm trying to prevent it from happening again, but you're not making it easy. Your words come out so calm and cool; one only wants to have to hear them and not worry whether they are true or not. But it's me you're talking to and my gaurd is up; doesn't look like it's coming down anytime soon. But the more we speak and enjoy each other's company, the more confused, lost, and scared I become. So scared and confused that I tend to run away. Noramlly I come right back because I never go too far, but this time, I'm lost in my own heart.
Lost in My Own Heart
June 2, 2009