(in need of a title lol)

I'm slipping into old habbits again.
Its you. You make me feel like more than 'just friends',
But reality shows that its a 'one way street',
Like a circle drawn but never completes.

A roundabout is what I'm looking for.
But I'm running down this hall looking for an open door.
Behind that door is love and that love is true,
The truth is always enough but never enough without you.

I'm slipping into old habbits again.
Same old story, same old pain.
I hate that I'm falling for you,
And you know. I hate that too.

So whats your masterplan this time?
To talk me out of this crime.
It's never a crime to love, it's not a crime to care,
It's never a crime to help a broken heart in repair.

- ^.^ Teeks