I was told yesterday that I am a single man in love. I couldn’t agree more. I cannot let go of my ‘space’ and ‘ways’. Try as I might. Its sad, scary and probably immature too. I don’t know. when one wants to be a part of my intangible space too… I run before they can say ‘rumplestienskin’. What about when I want to just be? Living on my own has spoilt me. Tolerance levels are at their lowest. Shudder! Its so easy to give up.
When did I turn into this monster?
Where you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything you promised me think and thin
Now you just says oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him