Chances Are....
My eyes are RED,
Your face is staggered,
The blurred outline of my internal emotion.
You kissed a girl,
i can tell by your still puckered lips
and dialated pupils that tell me you liked it.
I hope she was good,
i Hope she's what you like.
but yet again , i'll silence that thought,
go on and tell you what you should do,
tell her she's beautiful,
compliment her hair.
And you'll have your happy ever after,
Again.
Im beginning to enjoy this cherade,
i suppose its the lack of feeling.
Remember when you said
My cold heart is what makes me happy.
I think you were right.
Only i think it keeps me happy,
i can't afford to care,
because in reality i care too much.
What's worse,
there was no girl,
i just want to be jealous.
I want to know that i could be one day.
Chances are you'll shatter my cold heart.
Like all the others.
Chances are your one of those,
Those AMAZING people.
The ones that take my breathe away,
the ones i tell all my friends about,
only after a few days of knowing.
I hope you are,
and i hope you give me a reason to hate you soon.
Cuz i dont think i can handle not to.
I might like you.
From my experience,
That hurts so much more.
Your face is staggered,
The blurred outline of my internal emotion.
You kissed a girl,
i can tell by your still puckered lips
and dialated pupils that tell me you liked it.
I hope she was good,
i Hope she's what you like.
but yet again , i'll silence that thought,
go on and tell you what you should do,
tell her she's beautiful,
compliment her hair.
And you'll have your happy ever after,
Again.
Im beginning to enjoy this cherade,
i suppose its the lack of feeling.
Remember when you said
My cold heart is what makes me happy.
I think you were right.
Only i think it keeps me happy,
i can't afford to care,
because in reality i care too much.
What's worse,
there was no girl,
i just want to be jealous.
I want to know that i could be one day.
Chances are you'll shatter my cold heart.
Like all the others.
Chances are your one of those,
Those AMAZING people.
The ones that take my breathe away,
the ones i tell all my friends about,
only after a few days of knowing.
I hope you are,
and i hope you give me a reason to hate you soon.
Cuz i dont think i can handle not to.
I might like you.
From my experience,
That hurts so much more.