He's name was Danger, yet i found myself pulled to him.

Nothing with him was ever what it seemed.

Laughs were unexpected but so was the heartach that broke me down to my core.

Yet, when the tears ended I would end up wanting more...

More of him, the boy whose eyes hid millions of secrets, and could look straigth through me.

Yet, still in the most uninviting moments, there was no other place I would rather be.

Twisted around he's pinky, wipped that what my friends called it but I would protest agaisnt it, denial!

But the sad truth was, the moment I found myself alone with my thoughts, all I could think is 'you Liar'