You hold me in your arms. SO tightly I can feel your heart beating. You tell me that you love me a countless number of times.
The long, deep conversations. We spill our souls to each other.You've picked me up & put me right back down. And every time, I fall harder and land lower than where I started.
We know exactly what is on one another's mind by a simple sigh. This is all just your trick.
But we know this cant be. The deeper in love we fall, the more I'm hurting myself. Because this must be just your little trick
