I was minding my own business when you appeared. Crying my pains, overthinking my mistakes, replaying my failures. You came and dared to make me smile. You disturbed my downward spiral and took me up. I had to see what all the fuss my brain did was about.
We talked for hours. First thing and here we are talking about it all. Dreams, loves, the stages we've been. I imagined you at the Globe, and thought of when I was there, dreaming of doing what you do. You kissed me on the subway and my body went to dopamine rush.
You saw me on stage tonight and it made me bolder. It made me want it more. It made me want to make you laugh. Made me want to make you want me. I know you did. Finally, someone who understands it.
You tease me, you disarm me. You make me question my decision to not want more of you. You make me want to take off my clothes and sing. I want you to take off my clothes and sing. It's a Pisces thing, we say. Magnetic.
You have a certain sweetness to you that completely disappears when you want to. It is an enebriating change. Watching your eyes, your voice, your demeanor. And I'm just here playing me. You have tons of characters and I just want to play you all night long.
Keep making me laugh, I beg of you. I'll keep you on your toes. I will wear all the sportsbras. I will dance and make you smile. Keep teasing me, I beg of you, and I'll give you several performances of me.
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