Maybe
January 12, 2011
Maybe, just maybe.
For just one night I can totally let go. For just one night I can close my eyes, let my guard down. For just one night, I can be completely selfish.
I’ll curl up next to you. Take your hand in mine. Feel your breath on my skin. Feel our hearts beat in sync.
Maybe, just maybe. For just one night, I’ll rest my head on your shoulder. For just one night I’ll whisper in your ear. Maybe for just one night I’ll kiss you as if nothing else matters.
Maybe for just one night I’ll be selfish.
Maybe for just one night I’ll learn to lie.
Maybe for just one night I’ll tell you I love you.
even if I know it’s just pretend.
Cause then maybe you’ll put your arms tightly around me. And maybe you’ll whisper sweetly in my ear. So that maybe, just maybe, you can warm the cold emptiness that is my heart. So maybe, just maybe, I can feel human again.
And maybe, for just one night, I won’t be bothered by what pretending would do to you.
Maybe for just one night I’ll be selfish.
Maybe for just one night I can pretend.
Maybe for just one night I won’t cringe when you hold me.
Cause probably, when the morning comes, I’ll walk away and never look back.
Cause maybe, when the morning comes, I’ll choose to stay in your arms forever.
And maybe, when the morning comes, you’re no longer there, and you, too, were pretending all along.
