The moment our eyes met,
I knew it was all over.
There would be stolen moments,
you and me trying to keep our composure.

Hands grazing before last check.
Hazy, euphoric gasps before rays touch our own little wreck.

How exactly were we suppose to overcome our transgressions?
They locked me in a hell.
Surrounded by my hearts obsessions.
At the end of the day, I think its all well.