Just the temptation for your enjoyment,
Something that you wanted, so you said,
Something we went in with no agreement,
So we take the chance and lay in my bed.
Time passes by and we have this "romance",
So I read my book, and you read your book,
same author, different story, then I glance,
a glance I regret, and now I feel shook.
You stand there, reassure me, it's alright,
I choose to ignore the feeling deep down,
but this is never going to feel right,
with all the insecurities I drown.
You were not enough for me boo.
And I was not enough for you.
