In progress....

always wanting the things that aren't good to me
willing to deal with the head, heart and chocha-ache
for just a taste
of summer love...
you're no exclusion with your inviting, suffocating intoxicating energy
when you come around I'm shaking
cause I can't breathe
see I got way too much to lose to be fooling with you
cause nothing good come from being lost in lust, love or lonely
except the ability to misinterpret one's reality...