Hold me till we both fall apart from the world that has shattered us. We're just victims of circumstance and victims of ourselves. This love you kept whispering about is it real, Or could I never make it for you? You vemonous kisses I never really like drew me to you from the moment you leaned forward towards me. I couldn't say those three words to you it was you coaxing that made me say them with meaning. Was it real in this reality? They said I could do better thatn settling for her, but I cared not blinded by something your presences beared