To let my guard down, to give into temptation,
It starts with conversation and a bit of flirtation,
But what is this chemistry that people feel,
Is it a delusion, is it even real?
It’s harder than it seems, trying to connect,
It’s your feelings here, I am trying to protect,
Your gentle touch, and heart of gold,
When deep inside, I am dead and cold.
But I charter on, trying to survive,
Avoiding the moment, that makes me feel alive,
It’s not because I don’t want to, or that I don’t care,
But to go down that route would be unfair.