i always fall so helplessly into your gaze... like water to a sponge, always. kind eyes across the room, or inches from my face simply draw me in.

and whispered words of sweet nothings make me giggle, and smile, just as you wanted me to. your master plan the whole time, but i have it figured out buddy. i sure do.

but these 'games' we play, they are for real, because this is life, and with instruments so precious as the heart one should not play. yet, lets leave them be for now. because they help keep me up, standing... otherwise i fear i might just fall.

because you make life feel more beautiful, and i dont know why or how...

you just can, and do.

so lets just leave the game in play, and see where the pawns fall.