Over the creek

I was too scared to jump in.

I wanted to, trust me. But I--

dropped your hand while dancing.

I left you out there standing.

I didn't have any good excuses.

I blamed it all on my

champagne

problems.

Your fragile heart--

was glass.

And I dropped it.

And I'm left to wonder--

Are there still

beautiful

things?

*taken from Taylor Swift's songs"seven" and "champagne problems".

i hate that i pretend to hate you

but i'm tempted every day

on waters so inviting

it's hard to stay away

i use my words as an alibi

tell my friends i'm out for a run

you're a drug that i can't shake

i refuse to think you're the one

i hate that everybody wants you

and that i didn't fall for someone else

don't think i'll ever stop

because for you i would ruin myself