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by Swallowed by Death Jan 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
As I sit here with you, Everything seems so clear, I knew the closer we grew, That to me you’d become very dear. I loved having you as a friend, But now I love you even more, Every second with you I spend, Makes me not want to walk out that door. See, I know I have to, But I don’t want to leave you here, I just don’t want to leave you, I’ve gotten too close I fear. I fear I’ll go insane, Once you get inside my head, From you I will refrain, Before I wind up dead. It’s not you, it’s me, I can’t let you into my world, This is the real me, now you see, I’m nothing but a scared little girl.