She's Married. I'm More A Friend And

It Did No Good To Cry, She Had Learned That Early On.

Sometimes They Were Together So Often That It Felt As Though They Really Were A Couple; Sometimes Weeks And Months Would Go By Before They Saw Each Other. But Even As Alcoholics Are Drawn To The State Liquor Store After A Stint On The Wagon, They Always Came Back To Each Other.

-who Knows About This? -just Me, The Police, The Killer, And Now You.

No Matter How Hard She Tried To Concentrate On Something Else, To Pass The Time And To Distract Her From The Situation She Was In, The Fear Came Trickling Out. It Hovered Like A Cloud Of Gas Around Her, Threatening To Penetrate Her Pores And Poison Her.

And I Guess That In Some Way I'm Falling For You Because You Are Who You Are. It's Easy To Sleep With You Because There's No Bullshit And You Make Me Feel Safe. But This All Started Because I Gave In To A Crazy Impulse. It Doesn't Happen Very Often, And I Hadn't Planned It.