Why is it so hard
To just let go
I never knew the meaning of being scarred
When I met you a long time ago
All these years
I've followed your every move
All of my fears, just disappeared
When I once got to touch you

All I know is what's true
I dont want to be here when your not
But your rubber, I'm glue.
You ARE my weak spot
I dont care what I am
I just cant seem to stop.

I wish I was your soul,
Your heart
Your head
The leftover toothpaste on those dried out lips
But most of all
I wish I belonged

To you