You just went to bed, but I lay here awake, what you said echoing around in my head. You said you felt bad that i'm still holding on. But the thing is i'm not holding on. It's the fact that every time time you and me talk, it could even be about the stupidest thing. It doesnt matter, I fall for you. Every time. And I get over you. But I fall for you again... I cant help it, I really cant. It's not your fault that I still hold on every time, if it's anybodies fault. It's mine...
I know it'll never happen, but if I ever get the chance again... I'm going to take it...
