Weary
Well i guess no other way to run from this worry. That's why i owe you an explanation.
We talk and laugh, we chat about love. But the border still there: my invisible army of defense. Keep going, i know this feeling. I'm gonna like you in a month, then turn to hate you in a minute. Weird in many thoughts is my specialty. You, with your brain impress me in curiosity. I enjoy this distraction, love this emotion. But still worry, otherwise, i'm weary.
Keep going, i know what will happen next. You have so much fire blast, but move back at glance. Me become cynical and you dramatize it all. Then me and my worry become bestfriend again, repeatedly. And i don't own any explanation.
We talk and laugh, we chat about love. But the border still there: my invisible army of defense. Keep going, i know this feeling. I'm gonna like you in a month, then turn to hate you in a minute. Weird in many thoughts is my specialty. You, with your brain impress me in curiosity. I enjoy this distraction, love this emotion. But still worry, otherwise, i'm weary.
Keep going, i know what will happen next. You have so much fire blast, but move back at glance. Me become cynical and you dramatize it all. Then me and my worry become bestfriend again, repeatedly. And i don't own any explanation.
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