Sometimes, I imagine What it would feel like if I kissed you I know I shouldn’t But because I shouldn’t, I’m thinking about it more I’m afraid You’ll notice my feelings So I started going to you but then stepped back But at this rate I think I’ll go crazy
Chocolate I should stop, I know this But I can’t stop thinking My heart keeps going and going The more I think about you, the sweeter you get
Chocolate Because I know you’re sweeter than chocolate Without even knowing, my eyes go to you And stops right on your lips Why does it feel like I’d know what it tastes like even though I never tried?
Living for the past cause the future's gone Praying in the dark that you won't go home I should have said it better I should have set fire to her letter Forayed by our own Playing the dark, where we bore it all It all makes sense in the center All makes sense where I sent her But I could Run to your apartment Hope to get it started better than before I could write it in a poem Pretend I used to know you Better than before
Why is it I want to change for you? Why is it I want to see this through? Maybe I'm sick of sleeping longer nights with lesser feelings Maybe I'm better off that way Maybe I don't want to see you stay But I'm sick of sleeping longer nights with lesser feelings Sick of sleeping longer nights with lesser feelings
Love from the west Grinning mad, light blue and golden Found at my best I'm a sucker for your glowing Love from the west Grinning mad, light blue and golden Found at my best I'm a sucker for your glowing
Her gaze was sharp. Even with the air of regality that lingered around the two sisters, Setsumi was a clear choice.
"I'm the instigator," She chirped in, her eyes flashing with a hint of mischief. "And the decision maker. Sometimes." A truly sultry kingdom could use a heir like her; bright and quick-witted in the midst of the unending chaos. Even though the choice was the people's, if they had any sliver of a brain, they would choose anything over Itachi Takahashi. That man's idea of power is what could not be called less than a boy's rule; an exact copy of his father's. If his father's was heard while blindfolded underneath a raging waterfall, that was.
"I know you'd be nice as a future member, Sadao-san...you will help us rule. And join the people once again in state." Her sister's soothing voice echoed through the halls, a tight smile on her face as she observed my features. "As long as one of us is in work, we will continue to support our causes...there is no sister against sister in the real, true world of politics."
