Just another day trying to pretend,
that i ever want to see your face again,
once upon a time i chose to run,
knowing my heart was surely done.
Who could forget you asking me why i ran,
implying that i had some sort of gameplan,
still a hidden fan after i found you out,
how many bugs got caught in that open mouth?
Can't you just think before you act,
why is honesty way too much to ask?
now answer your question, why i chose to run,
even when i knew it'd be anything but fun.
I did what i thought had to be done,
now i'm stuck hoping i could be your loved one,
thinking of your smile every day, another sign?
or am i just over thinking another line?