Constant struggles
A constant battle,
a battle between one heart and another. My heart
and the right
I remember that time you held me,
missing your warm embrace
I walk tip-toeing around you because
the truth is, I don't trust myself with you.
You are like a drug, you get me so high
the temptation becomes too much
I cannot resist this temption.
your kisses are poison!
a venom that brings knots to my stomach
making every hair on my arms stand.
I lay awake tonight thinking of you
Wondering...
will I have the strength to make an honest person out of me tomorrow?
or the next day,
or the next......?
Sunday, December 13, 2009
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