You are like my drug.
Except I keep gong to rehab.
But everytime I get addicted again.
Not because I can't move on.
Oh wait it is because of that.
And that you come back so sweet.
And not like the asshole you were.
When I got mad at you.
I hope this works out.
I hope this year was not a waste of time.
Even if I learned lessons.
Not getting you in the end.
Will make it wasted time.
I am not head over heels.
but almost.
We haven't even kissed yet.
And I have this crazy feeling.
That I'm in love with you.
That You're in love with me.
You just try to tell me.
In a way.
That just is not obvious.
By the names you call me.
Beautiful, cutie and all the others.
And the way you hug me.
And even grab the booty.
It may be disrespect.
But you are making me fall either way.
