I'm afraid of making the wrong decision.
You make it all sound so easy, but even this, this party, I'm not sure if it's the right choice to go.
What if you're there? What if you're there and take me away to that place where I get lost?
I get so confused. I don't know what I want.
I want you to be there, I want you away.

It shouldn't be as complicated. It started out as a game in my head.
The game never ended. It kept going on, and there was no winner.
Where is it now? I lost the pieces, my place was moved. And so was yours.
New obstacles were added, some involving other people, others with a little friend we like to call, Booze.
What did it do? It dragged things along.
It made time pass.
It made bodies grow closer.

I'm sick of this. I want this game to be over, but where do the pieces go? what will the players do?
Irony, isn't it.
If only you knew.

crushes are meant to be crushed, just saying.
Forget my words.
Air.