This is so wrong.
But it feels so right.
What we’re doing is so bad.
But it feels so good.
We shouldn’t meet like this.
And yet we do.
I keep running.
I keep following you.
I keep falling.
I keep catching you.
When we’re together we fight.
When we split we‘re a mess.
Together we’re mad.
Apart we’re lost.
What we’re doing is hurting her.
She likes us knowing that she knows.
Why are we doing this?
Because we’re in love.
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