with a drink in hand,
she is talking to herself.

about life she gives advice,
as she slips into the glass another cube of ice.

she is stumbling in the dimly lighted street,
and licks her lips that hold a sweet taste.

she is laughing at herself,
while taking both of her red heels in hand.

and there she is,
anyone could have spotted her,
with heels in hand,
bloodshot eyes and
sticky hair,
he feel in love with her drunken self,
while she was talking to the stop sign.

right when i notice you,
something happens,
inside of me.
i get this feeling that i can't dismiss.
it's torturing me
to say something,
anything.

my palms get sweaty,
the blood flows into my heart,
faster.
my heartbeat increases every time
i feel you near me.

it is something you do to me,
that i don't know why
and i am not willing to discover.

i might be falling in love..

and if that's the case,
i would gladly have you in my life,
i will gladly kiss you, hug you, talk to you, love you.

i would do it,
for you.