Here we lay. Upset with our decision, satisfied with our
We end up like this every time. As soon as I walk into the room, I begin
fighting my desire for you. You fight yours too. Failing to walk away, we end
up closer to each other (as close as we can get). I say no, but I cannot do
this alone. Eventually, I lose control. Exactly what you want me to do.
You are my drug....
I want you. I need you. I cannot resist you.