Slowly, he inches forward And leans over me. He looks into my eyes And I just can't look away. His hands slide around my waist, And slowly, his grip tightens. I hold onto him, but deep down... I want to get away. He kisses me softly, I can feel him in me, His scent fills me up, His warmth touches my heart. He holds me tightly, And kisses me on my forehead. I want to speak up, But I'm filled with guilt. I know I'm lying and I want to confess. I remind myself, that I have no rights to play with his heart. I want to tell him everything, even if it means I'll loose him... But instead, I lean on his shoulder and hold him tight, I love him, but the guilt eats me up...