When we made out in my car
Did you mean it when you told me
That I'm perfect?
Were you lying when you told me
That I was the first girl you've ever cared enough for
To cuddle with?
Your kisses made me melt as if my insides were fire
Your hands on my waist—
The security I felt with you was indescribable.
I love being with you
You lure me out of my shell.
You make me feel as if I truly matter to you
Every time you allow me the taste of your lips
And I love that

But this is too good to be true...
Isn't it?