I don't know why I'm so oblivious to what's right there in front of me. Something that makes me happy, something that makes me feel so safe and secure, like nothing in the whole world could hurt me or possibly even touch me. I love the feeling of how everything is just perfect when this "something" is in my presence, yet I don't want to end up regretting any of my choices because I feel as though whatever choice I make will be always be the wrong one. You've got me caught in all this mess, though I could just could blame it on the rain. My pain is knowing that I can have you, yet I don't want you because of the way I am. Why do I keep running from the truth? All I ever think about is you. Tell me, do you a catch breath when I look at you? Try to understand the words I say and the way I move like the way I do with you? Do you get that big rush when you go in for a hug and our cheeks brush? Do you feel the electricity pulse when we touch like the way I do? I'm too young for this, I can't handle it. Someone is going to get hurt. Is this a good enough reason to take a chance? Should I risk it? Give me one good reason why I should jump off this cliff and dive into this deep dark ocean of unknown.
None of this is making any sense to me.
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