She has no problems with secrets, she knows how to keep them, she never felt the need to let them show. And I’ve had no trouble with speaking or trusting my instincts, but maybe this is one that I should know. But as I’m waiting there the devil on my shoulder stares, laughing that the one thing I can’t get is what I need!
She… she is the words that I can’t find. How can the only thing that’s killing me, make me feel so alive? And I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t breathe to save my life. All of my chances swim like sinking ships. This time it’s it, I’ll drown or make her mine.