It’s so wrong that nobody really remembers what is right. I think you’ll be left by yourself with me in a darkened room and only then you will believe me when I say I’m yours. When you will be holding me in your arms I won’t feel trapped there like I feel when someone else is hugging me. It is kind of ironic cause when I am in your arms I can’t go anywhere else while I can get myself out of any other hug. You should hold me more often.