he wants me bad.. I know he does,... he keeps sending me looks..

AS I sit here the looks you throw
tears me apart,
the atoms of my body breaks into
my destination, is a world unknown
my wants, wants to run,
my soul, screams into eternity
there is too much too do..
maybe I don't want to do this
maybe my heart is screaming no...

Maybe, just maybe France looks good this time of year
maybe I will leave.
I believe in second chances, but baby not with you....


Debbie Brooks 2014