intoxication.

please play:

121U by Day6

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                                            Please don’t intoxicate

                                            me, from you and your

                                            smile.

        Let me breathe, let me live. I want to see tomorrow’s beautiful morning sky, but I can’t if you keep speaking to me. Your voice is like honey, sweet but too much of it can get sickening. You yourself are like sweets, amazing but too much can make you feel sick.

        The hard part is, I’m becoming used to those feelings of sickness. Stop it. You’re intoxicating me and I don’t like it.

                                            It’s getting harder to

                                            stop, I’m getting more

                                            addicted to you, uh oh.

        I don’t want this to happen, I don’t want to need you. But I constantly crave your touch and heat, so much so that I hate myself for it. I need to stop, but you’re my high, you make me want you.

        I want to stop, and I need to stop but can’t. You’re just so addicting, and it’s getting worse the longer you breathe.

                                            Your gaze, your

                                            gesture, all of it,

                                            there’s something that

                                            drives a person crazy.

        I see it in your eyes, the lust and crave. I won’t give it to you. You don’t deserve my love and attention because all you do is cause me pain. Even if you make my heart pound like a hammer hitting a nail, I won’t give you the satisfaction of making me do so.

        I won’t feed your ego no matter how much you make me crazy for you.

                                            I’ve seen someone like

                                            you before, I’ve seen

                                            many but they end up

                                            hurting me.

        The people I’ve met are nothing like you. They act the same as you, but they’ve always ended up leaving me because "I wasn’t good enough." I don’t know how to describe you. You stick by me like glue and I don’t know how to feel.

        I’m scared to keep you by my side. I want you to leave but at the same time I don’t. I’m so confused.

                                            I don’t want to want

                                            you, I shouldn’t be like

                                            this, I know it’s in my

                                            mind.

        I don’t want to want you. I know this like the back of my hand, yet I still feel like I’m lying to myself. You smile and smirk, making me feel all sorts of things, yet you never make moves. My mind has a body of its own, controlling me against my will.

        And that caused my unwillingness to fall for you. I’m reluctant, yet my body tells me that I want you. This needs to stop. Now. At any moment.

                                            I don’t want to love

                                            you, because from the

                                            moment it starts, I

                                            know I can't break

                                            free.

        The moment I start to love you, you’ll make me never want to leave. It will all be controlled. You the puppeteer, I the puppet. That’s not what I want. I want equal love.

        Would you be willing to change your ways if it would make me happy? If you break the silence and say yes, I will accept you. But you didn’t. You stayed silent and stared. I’ve had enough of you.

                                            Don’t come towards

                                            me, Please stop,

                                            please stop it right

                                            there, I don’t, don’t,

                                            don’t want to fall for

                                            you.

        Stop moving. You keep coming toward me and making moves you never made before. Why the sudden change? Please stop walking, it’s making me nervous. Was that your plan? Please tell me it wasn’t.

        But part of me knows that I tell myself white lies everyday. I know you want me, and you think I want you because of how you make me feel. But really, it’s quite the opposite. You think I love you, but I don’t.

                                            Don’t come grab me,

                                            please let go of me,

                                            please get away from

                                            me, just throw, throw,

                                            throw me away.

        Good. You finally realized that I was never your prey in the first place. I was the predator, you the prey. I lured you in, like a siren, and played with you. So don’t grab me, don’t touch me at all. Let go of me and let me continue on.

        Just throw me away like you always wanted to do, ever since you laid your eyes on me. Maybe then we can finally play a proper game of who will win first for developing real, genuine feelings. And I won’t go easy.

Shall we play?