Disclaimer: I don't own Straylight Run or The Tension and the Terror...and I'm going straight to hellAll the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily
And I try but I'm not convincing
Your lips they pout and twist and
I die trying just to keep myself for kissing you
You take in everything with a certainty I envy
It's somehow all I need
Just keep me guessing please...
It's not like I can decide
between kissing you or not.
that's the heartbreak
and I can define heartbreak:
a multitude no one can see,
a love no one can feel,
a profanity whispered to your ear
so only you can hear it.
So it's something so big for you ,
something so small for everyone else.
And I want to imaging
you try as hard as I do
to keep yourself from kissing me.
That's the hope.
But I can define hope:
a flickering light
at the end of the road,
So it's something so small for you,
Something so big for everyone else
that it's this hope that keep us going.
It's all about magnitude, right?
Just keep me guessing please.