I'm sorry. Again. I was mentally drunk. I felt loveless. And there was you, right next to me. I couldn't help it. I am what I am. And you knew me right. Or almost. I know I said it'll over once you step out of the door, but it wasn't. I'm sorry.
I don't know why. Or maybe I do. But trust me, it's not my intention to put us into this position. Think I've made you confused somehow. Couldn't bear with all this confusion on my own, there I drag you into this.
Truth to be told, I actually never felt like some kind of secure in the arms of someone who could physically and emotionally harm me. But I did.
I was scared, I was confused till I decided to go after you and I feel home somehow... Like suddenly nothing could ever hurt me. World's can't bring me down. Again, I'm sorry. I know I've crossed the lines, but you're just irresistible.
I see nothing but I can feel you.
