I fell in love with this guy.

This dude, this punk, this joe, this boy, this male..

I fell in love. Big love. Bad love. ****** ****** love.

And i am waiting to see what this guy will do.

I feel like i am armed with the code,

and He has the bomb.

And we will either detonate,

or save the world.

Depending on the way you look at it.

For we are all but lost in our egos

and we are less aware of who we think we are.

So where does that leave love?