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I don't really know who you are.
But I think I know one thing.
When I was little I sat on the swings.
I watched the other kids.
They were very happy.
I tried to take their hands.
To run and be happy too.
But I learned.
I should be happy in the backseat.
And I am.
I've learned to tell myself no.
To push away what I really wanted.
To be happy with what I have.
And not to think too much about what the people in front have;
What I could have.
But can't.
Time flies.
People fade.
I watch my body slip away.
But come back to life again.
For once I take the front seat.
I shift gears and I'm the one driving.
But y'know what's funny?
I don't know how.
So somehow I end up in the back again.
But I think...
I think, that I want you.
I can't have you.
I tell myself no.
It's breaking all the rules people told me to play by.
You'd be my rule breaker.
I think of it now.
Up at night, daring to share.
Holding hands and walking on air.
I haven't done that in a while.
Come to think of it, I never have.
I think it's time.
I think it's fair.
You'd be my rule breaker.
My dare to care.
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