Failing Miserably

I have this uncanny feeling; but something just feels right about this.

Except I have this tendency to fall too much, to give people pieces of me so undeserving.  I find myself giving away too much trust, too much feeling - too much of me. I try to fit puzzle pieces into empty spaces in my heart that don't have a place. This tendency makes me apprehensive.

But see, I want you by my side. I want you, deep into the night, so we can dance into the dark. I've never danced like this before. I'm unsure of the steps, afraid to miss a beat; clumsy with my moves that are usually so swiftly executed. But what happens if I let you in?

You're just another chance I take, it's out of my control - and I can't stop the feeling. I've lost control and there's no turning back. I taste you on my lips, and I can't get rid of you. You're worse than nicotine. And I need you so bad.

Am I tripping? Is desire getting the best of me? I'm a hot mess, and I'm falling for you. I'm not sure what to do with this. Doubts are running around my head, but my heart is beating loud, and I don't want it to stop. It drives me crazy how much I've been thinking about you lately. I can't stop thinking out loud.

I keep telling myself run away, run away; don't chase it. Except you've got me restless. How will I fall asleep tonight? How will I rest my head? Run away, run away, don't chase it.


But somehow I keep coming back to you.