I’m deceitful enough to believe you’re no one’s but mine
But then you are
When you pour down in all your fury
I see no one but you
And I know you drench no one but me.
I’m deceitful enough to believe our love story is one of it’s kind
And it is
When we are together nothing else matters
I have you and you have me
And we have our endless stories.
I’m deceitful enough to say I’ll love you in my own terms
Sometimes making you beat relentlessly
On the forte of glass I’ve built
And sometimes simply walking into you
Letting you have your way with me.
I’m deceitful enough to believe I care less when you walk away
Even when I burn inside
Knowing how enslaved I am
To your beauty sometimes vicious
I’m deceitful, and I don’t care
For when you come, you come for me
And sketch a fantasy of eternity
Of us forever holding our hands
And watching the world go by.