He brought this sense of familiarity, Like comfort-
Everything at once had clarity.
His mask was stripped away,
Long gone with the barriers that kept him in.
All I need is for him to stay.
Knowing I'll never be his, it was to late,
My heart forgot and left.
Maybe it was fate?
Fate wouldn't leave me wanting more.
It's like a wicked trick-
But I left those thoughts at the door.
Strong and being wanted was the desire.
So I thought why not play with the fire?
