its happening at school just confused. . . dont know what to do.
|. . . . . . . .Obsession . . . . . . .
8:15pm -- 8:23pm
your the magnet of my heart
the gleam in my eye
the fire to my day
my torment at night.
my curiosity burns
hard and deep in my veins
my mind wanders and thinks of you
the smiles I see
the fire in your eyes makes my heart race to an ever ending tunnel never knowing when it will happen . . .
wondering when one day you will stop running and just do what my mind is thinking what I want you to do what my Curiosity is pushing me forward to . . .
something, forbidden, dangerously tempting . . . .
Racing, racing always racing I look at you and wonder what are you thinking when you smile at me with that fire in your eyes . . .
when you are close enough for me to touch I wonder is this it is this real? press your lips close to mine. . .
don't pull away
But. . . it must be done for this cannot be
this "CURIOUSITY" I must banish you from my mind and heart this cannot continue . . .
Yet with simple words she turns the game around so the fire burns on my end ignites a fire so hot its hard to stop. . .