some warnings are serious
you have that look in your eyes again like you want me more than i could ever know and i just avert mine because i know i don’t want you nearly as badly as you want me but i still want you kind of so i hang around, debating whether leaving you or staying with you would be the worst. instead i make offhanded comments, you know, girls are crazy. and you say you know but you like me anyway and then we kiss our lips meeting like white and dark chocolate and so i say it louder. no really, they’re just fucking insane. if i wasn’t one i’d avoid them at all costs but you say you like me and you stay. don’t say i didn’t warn you.