We’re hanging by a single thread
By the strength of our delusions
The what-if’s, maybe’s, can-we’s
Meant to cloud our comprehension

How can we even begin to think we can pull this off
Baby we never stood a chance
It’s you and me in a burning room
Dancing to John Mayer’s version of a slow dance

You can spin, dip and twirl me around
We can dance the night away
But my love there’s no denying
The beginning of our decay


About Alia Sabino

A free-spirited soul always yearning for adventure and new experiences, she writes to make sense of the world she lives in. When given the choice, she always chooses love, whatever that choice may be.

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