When it comes to love I’m always hesitant to fall too quick or even too deep but next thing I know I’m head over heels begging the universe that you are something that i can keep.
Why is is that in times of joy-i am drawn to every color of pain As if i’m supposed to feel guilty for my smile As if in order to feed good-i must feel bad first
And i’ve started to save phone numbers under the name “scam likely” Reminder that i can’t afford the emotional breakdown this person would likely cost me..