What if you didn’t run? This one time. What if you stayed, and let love overtake you?
Screaming out your name, I’m not used to this. Scream loud at the top of my lungs tonight, because you will always be my light. Shooting stars could never shine this bright, do you know you will always be my light? I won’t breath until you tell me everything will be alright. I am, I’m afraid of loosing this. I’m afraid of loosing you. But on the calendar of your events, I’m last week.