And here we were drinking, dancing and not looking much around.
Here we were, with your arms on my neck nearly kissing.
Breathing each other.
In that moment, the disco light came in to your face and you pulled me even closer.
I was going to kiss you, I swear.
But in a milisecond everything turned to dust.
I let go of you even though the drunk me doesn't usually make such smart decisions.
I let go of you when every atom of my body was screaming your name.
It was the last scene of the movie for you and me and we both knew.
For the first time in my life I was so sure that I love you so much to let you go.
This was the only way I could save myself from something that was going to last just one kiss.
Because the morning after you'd be holding her. You'd be smelling her hair, touching her body and kissing her.
I'm tired and I'm not falling for that game anymore. It's time for something real. And you can't give me that.