My thoughts are dangerous.
I told you this is contagious.
this feeling of my heart aching.
I can feel it slowly breaking.
So now I sit broken heart and crazy glue.
With nothing on my mind just thinking of you.
I don't have a thought other then love,
except hate, and I know there is no black dove.
So to close this thing.
I think I'll have to present a ring.
Making sure this isn't just a fling.
That this is truly more than nothing.
It's something that makes me speak.
Makes me wish my outlook wasn't bleak.
I shall not even make a peek.
I won't ever let my tongue speak.