I get biggest fucking smile on my lips when you tell me you love me.
My heart does somersaults and skips beats.
But sometimes the beats don't start back up again, because I get scared.
You could stop loving me at any minute. Any second.
The ticks on the clock and the sunset terrify me.
Because that means, the day you stop and fucking leave like every other fucking person is getting closer.
It bites my heels as I turn and run.
But I'm lazy as all fucking get up, and I know I'm gonna have to stop running.
I'm afraid to fall in love with you.
I'm scared out of my fucking mind.
