these passing moments with you
could declare a lifetime
of temporary happiness
if only you knew
how important you are to me

innocent games we play
rewriting the rules
changing the motives
never knowing exactly
where the fun ends

i'd like to believe
you would never cheat

there is a fine line between
knowing how to play
and actually playing
which i would assume
is kept exclusive
between us

when desire takes precedence
over consideration towards one another
outweighing the good and the bad of you
becomes unbalanced
as i am always biased
in regards to matters of the heart

even if you never love me
the way i love you
memories we made
will stay creased
on the sheets where i lay
waiting for you to come back