because all my world is supposed to be nothing but my own little world.
yet you have to, come into my world, make me go head over heels.
to think of you, to show my unneeded concern, to do things i should have never done if i were in my little world.
knowing it will all end in nothing, yet i still hold on as if it would be hanging by a thread.
knowing the pain, i know for sure, that will come to me anyway.
what i will be, will just be a shadow, a passing, even if i passed on by, you probably wouldn’t have noticed.
to fall for you.