There seems to be a thing that calls
it calls to us all
and we almost never know who it is
until we learn to fall
who he is
who she is
that brings us
a sense of loss
a sense of excitement
for the future
for the past
because of regret
because of lost time
because ultimately of fear
sometimes it's scary
to want to fall
into that feeling
to follow that call
because of disappointment
because of brokenness
but still we follow the call
but still we stay back
but still we want to taste
the sweetness that is just out of reach
the dangerous
the passionate
the real or the fake
and we race
and we win
and we lose
and we break
and we cry
we love and love and love
until we bleed and bleed and die
and we stand
and we run
and we race and we win
and we lose and we break
and we cry and cry and cry
and we bleed and bleed and die
still we love and love and lie
we love and love and fly
we fly and fly and fly
until we fall and die
and die
and stand
and race
always we race
always we love
always we win
always we lose
always we love

I dont care
and I dont want to
that anything and everything i say
to you may seem cliche
I'm in love
I'm so in love
and your eyes
your bright blue eyes
there's passion that I feel from them
and something I despise
every other day I feel a different way
I want you
I can't stand you
and I need your eyes of blue...
there's a passion, yes, a passion
to kiss
an itch to kiss
an urge to kiss
to look at you
to breathe and taste with you
my insides are spilling
all over you and I
every time I see you
or feel your eyes on mine
can you feel them?
can you feel the need to kiss you
the need that expresses itself as an emotion unparalleled by anything else felt by a human
the one thing I know for sure we were born to feel
love
you don't want mine though.

You still love me
but not how I love you.
and you still hold me
but not how I want you too.
it's torturous and wonderful
to love a friend
I see things in you that I'd never want a lover to share
but I'm intrigued because you've let me in
if only partway
you see through me
but not enough to know
that I'm still pretending not to love you
that I didn't let go when I said so
did you really believe me?
are you afraid to love me?
just give me one kiss.
I'll show you how to love me...not that you need to learn
you do it everyday
and you don't even know.
I love you by the way...
and still you let it go