Last night, at 2 am I fell asleep thinking of you,
how the first time we met we perfectly fit into eachother
and when I bumped into you, you didn´t move right away,
how it felt when I grabbed your hat
and you childishly pushed me against a wall,
and still when I gave it to you, you didn´t move.
you didn´t let me out.
right in that moment looking into your eyes
that´s when I realised
that I needed you to be fine.
Today I didn´t expect you to talk to me,
it was just one night, right?
but you did
and I got to know you so well,
then, suddenly
in the middle of the conversation
you said that I was very pretty.
then You logged off.
I don´t know what to think
I don´t want to be hurt.
I don´t want to fall again.
I don´t want to,
because love means some falling,
and I´m afraid of heights.