So this time I decided to do things a little different. I felt it happening...I felt the emotions closing in on New York...and almost instantly I felt the walls going up. I began to question little things, and although they may have been merited in some way, I found very quickly that I was going to push this man away...so this time I picked up the phone. I called New York and I put it all on the table.
I shared my secret. my routine if you may. I told New York what I was doing and I asked him to stop me. I asked him to remind me that he was not the man that broke my heart. because for once, I felt like maybe, just maybe, this one could be worth the chance.
"I hope that you see right through my walls. I hope that you catch me, cause I'm already falling...You put your arms around me and I'm home."
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