for the longest time
i wanted to breathe you in
i know theres a thin line
between love and sin
i guess its a good thing we lost
such a mesmerizing touch
or that thin line, i would've crossed
wouldn't have been the line of love
you are a friend, nothing more
yet i imagined you in colors of chrome
i dont imagine you anymore
it hurts to; you were almost my home
the thought of you burned my insides
i wanted to stop thinking of you
i felt distorted and somehow paralyzed
i gave up and let the fire consume
me.
