When we started out, we both agreed it was just for fun.
Nothing serious, no mention of love, and no commitments.
Everything was just for a good time, and the here and now.
But..that was before all the Thursday nights we spent
cuddled together watching "Seinfield" and "ER";
The pink champagne in the hot tub, the night on the steps, and the times you made me laugh.
It soon became increasing difficult to keep my promise.
Don't be angry. I tried to not become attached.
To be a "90's" woman and just enjoy the moment.
And to check my feelings at the door on the way out,
but I failed.
Did you know that I've caught myself staring out the window and suddenly giggling, remembering a
funny antic of yours or moment we've shared.
Or that I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night
longing for your arms around me?
Yes, I admit I didn't keep my end of the bargin
and that I broke the terms of our
agreement.
I guess there is nothing left to say except.....
What is the penalty for falling in love with you when
I promised not to....?
