Candy Perfume Boy

Sinking back into the realm of obscurity, I feel a certain freedom that previously was under restricted and carefully watched circumstances. Defeating the whole point of freedom.

I don't understand why you had come to me in the first place. But I see you're still the candy perfume boy I left behind. You still walk into every room like you're walking on to a yacht. Clouds in my Coffee. It was nice to see you, I still have your sweater. But don't come over to get it. I left you behind. I'm better without you. So take your sweater and leave. Why are you still here? I asked you to go. The end.

Is it possible to find someone new so soon after an end? And I wasn't even wanting anything. I don't want anything. I want to be alone. I want to be myself for a spell. I simply won't have any of this. Wait, don't go, hold on just a sec.

I never knew you were so interesting. I don't usually let anyone talk as long as you have. I think after talking to you, you just got better looking. And so my shallow side can be appeased. I know I shouldn't be one to worry about looks. But the words you used, the phrases you composed. I wanted to kiss those lips. But I resisted. I don't understand why I would feel this way. Ya estoy tan confundido.

Things could get really messy, fast. But I don't think I mind. And you seem to be game. Why not? Should I talk myself out of a possibility of happiness? But I don't want to think. I want to drive really fast, I want to go too far, I want to crash into you.

Arms stretched out wide, dancing under the street lights, drunk on wine. It feels so good to laugh and hold you, I knew that it would. Not letting a moment go by, without getting caught up in things I cannot see, the heat of passion. Hold me, I hold you. Stay with me a moment longer. I'll stay with you a moment longer.

I think I... like you... a lot... It's all too soon to be feeling this way. But I forget to reason as I fade into you.