I try and listen to comfort you
I hear you say things that I have only told one Soul
You Pull at my Seams
I reach for you
Hugging you this way makes me feel the Guilt
Waiting to be Caught
I listen for the door
While I lose my control
I let a Free hand bring you in
You feel warm
Your body moves to mirror my shape to a perfect fit
Your hands move to the smallest part of my waist
I let you run your hands further down
I still can't shake the Guilt
So much so that an apology follows my retreat
You say things that should be in movies
20 feet high on a screen
I want to give in
I feel your hands and then your arms are once again around me
You pull me in
You're Pulling at my Seams
You ask for my lips
I can only say no, As I shake my head
I try to shake the last minute or two loose from my mind
You close the distance between us
And suddenly I don't want to fight it any more