Mar 22, 2009 15:42
He enters the room and everything spins...
My heart stutters and stops then begins...
My hands shake get clammy and cold...
How can you walk in and I'm the one that folds...
My mouth opens and closes not knowing what to do...
Do I say hello or do I say fuck you?
You see me and make a beeline...
I try to smile pretend that I'm feeling fine...
But deep down inside I know its a charade...
My memory of you one day will fade...
You walk up, hug me, and say hey...
I freeze somehow knowing that's what you'd say...
I hear myself saying and asking how are things...
Of course I knew you'd say Im ok since our fling...
Why is it when you say that all my defenses fail?
I remember that it was you who created my hell...