This dance is out of rhythm, We trip on excess steps.

[__romaniac]

promise me that
tomorrow I won't feel this way.
ease a little hope into my vision.
I spent my day soaking in thoughts of you.
I spent my day dissolving.
never felt a snare so complex.
with everything going against us,
I still meant what I said.

we have yet to find the reprecussions of keeping a secret.
but we're trying our best to conceal it.
even though we both know that
in time, this will hinder our breathing.
with everything going against us,
I still meant what I said.

wind blown hair and dialated pupils
she's running to him.
with distant eyes that can't get enough dreaming
and a voice that seems like it's had it's fair share of screaming.
;yet lips that seem like they've never been seperated.
flesh that's barely there
in all the right places
and he's describing his love for her.
his heart seems less inflicted.

galaxies filled her lungs,
overwhelmed and nearly comatose.
never felt a snare so complex.

she wonders what steps she took to get to this point.
maybe it's just the smoke filled room
that makes every gesture seem out of proportion.
and she has to hide the fact that
he's made an indention.

it's strange that she thinks
that cord around her neck
is keeping her safe.