When you know you only have a chance and one chance only, you act differently, right? I mean.. You do whatever the fuck you want. For once in your life, you don't care what others may think. But fuck.. The thing is you don't always know you only have a chance. . Not tonight anyway. So you don't do whatever you want. You keep your well known status quo. You don't kiss him as much as you'd want to. You don't laugh too much. You don't say too much. You don't do anything.. too much. You don't sing. You don't dance. You only say a few silly things.
And damn, you really wanted to kiss him. To have him close. To cuddle. Cause damn, he was unbelievable. Unreal. From the start till the end. And you, like the idiot you are, you acted as always. You did nothing.
And it hurts. Cause now.. Now you think it's your fault. And maybe.. probably.. definitely.. it is. And guess who's all alone. Again.
So, all in all, how could you not be lame and boring and all ( I don't even know if I'm saying this in the right way ) , when you lose everybody just like you lost him? I guess you're just meant to be sad and creepily alone. Everybody has a purpose. So maybe this is yours.
