I was in love with saying yes. No I was in love with having a reason to . No I was in love with my reason to. I was in love with the 3am calls we shouldn't have been having , I as in love with the way you glided your finger tips across my skin as if it were you favorite place to be , I was in love with this new feeling, I was in love with love . My old best friend and a few others would tell you I'm in love with everything that moved, but they were false , I was in love with the way she moved , ever since we established contact I knew I'd have it bad , she's so so my type , the type that'll leave you in the morning but kiss you until sunrise, the type that makes you feel like you only have two days to live cause she's leaving when the weekends over , the type to take your heart and keep it , the type to offer it back knowing that it's exactly where you want it . I don't think she likes saying goodbye as much as we have big on site she's used to it , she was a professional at the games I thought I created, maybe that's why at 3am I'm talking to my self and at 3pm I'm still alone in a crowd full of people ,I've never felt the way I do about anyone else and I don't think I can, I was told tales of white walls where your only friends are the demons inside of you , well these white walls just turned black and I don't know what to do.