its knda like..a love song

He said "just take my hand and walk over the cliff with me."
His hands were so calm I was embarrassed of my own, trembling in fear.
But what else could I do but say "okay," to such warm eyes.
He led the way and I could feel the cool air at the back of my neck, blowing seductively through my hair, and holding me up, as I could barely feel the ground.
He looked at me and kissed me, but my numb lips wouldn't let me feel. My blank eyes wouldn't let me see. How could I be missing my own tragic love story?
Each step made my breathing heavier, all I could smell was the end. But his fingers softly brushing against mine made it all so worth it.
We just had to keep going. We just couldn't stop moving. But all I wanted to do was throw him down in the dirt and feel him against me one more time before we jumped. Before we took the plunge into something new, something wild, something unknown.
Sweat began to form along my forehead, my nerves were giving in. My heart was pumping blood so fast I thought I might die of heart failure before reaching the edge.
If this what the world wanted for me, then it shall be done.
I could see the worry in his eyes, and thought perhaps this, was a mistake. One huge mistake that we could never take back. I braced myself for the hit.
And it hit me. It was passionate. It was bold.
Had my body been set on fire? Had my heart been ripped out and thrown to the bottom of the cliff? Should I jump after it?
Silence, and all I could feel was his lips pressing against mine.
I was so happy to no longer be numb.
That's when we fell forward, our lips still locked.
The wind rushed by, cradling us carefully, and relieving the burning ache inside my loins. The harsh reality of taking two steps forward and no steps back slammed against a wall in my brain. Each cell frantically screamed for me to find level ground, but that wouldn't be for a few more hundred feet.
It wasn't pain, it was love. It only hurt when I was breathing.
And now, we didn't have to breathe anymore.

call me

I always do the same old thing. How can I be so stupid?
How can I just let you slide away.
The longer I wait the harder it is to dial the number again.
Even after confessions on a drunken evening...you hold back
You stand back.
Why can't you just stand the fuck up and kiss me.
Why can't you get over yourself and just do what's right.

I'd really appreciate it.
Because I miss you.