You look at me,
You say those words,
You smile at me,
I gaze back so pathetically.
Here I am, back where I started:
Heart beating fast
Breathing short
And those butterflies in my stomach?
Oh, they’re there, too.
I’ve gone through this before,
Only to crash and burn
In the end.
How’s a girl to know –
How am I to know –
When I won’t be burned again?
Is it the start of a new story,
Or is my movie reel on instant replay?
All we do is talk,
You’re like my drug—
Addictive, thrilling, and scary.
I can’t go a day without my fix.
It’s never been like this before,
But I can’t help but wonder if it’s just a mirage
Am I yet again grasping at straws that were never mine?
I’ve gone through this before,
Only to crash and burn
In the end.
How’s a girl to know –
How am I to know –
When I won’t be burned again?
Is it the start of a new story?
Or is my movie reel on instant replay?
All I can do is trust
That maybe this time it won’t hurt
That maybe this time it’s meant to be.
There was a reason I met you,
That I know for sure.
But I hope it’s not just me.
I’m here,
Waiting,
I’ve spent my whole life searching,
And I’m only hoping you’ve found it in me, too.
Here I am, back where I started:
Heart beating fast
Breathing short
And those butterflies in my stomach?
Oh, they’re there, too.
I’ve gone through this before,
Only to crash and burn
In the end.
How’s a girl to know –
How am I to know –
When I won’t be burned again?
Is it the start of a new story?
Or is my movie reel on instant replay?
It can’t be, it can’t be…
Okay, so I wrote this a long time ago, back in October. Right after I thought something would turn out wonderful. But... not so much, as I found out. Maybe it's again applicable.
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