If the choice was yours...

And what if it was you and I alone in a room. With nothing but life between the two of us wanting to live. Would you fight me off the way I would you? If the moment just happened to present a chance to come from within the minds wits. As we stare in silence for the wonder to speak. If there was a you and a me behind closed doors. Hearing heartbeats as breaths tell on the way we breathe. Or if there's a possibility that we'd give in to wanting more? And let's say we found ourselves together with no one else around. What do you believe you'd do if the choice was there? Standing before you as you in front of me. Bcuz my curiosity would be looking for a certain gaze in the eyes of playing fair. On this side of daydreams where neither of us can leave. With the locks that haven't a key to open to the escape. Who would I be to someone like you wasting away? In a situation searching for a way out. Having time spent too realize I have a use that's gone untamed. Like you, in the presence of just once, moving without sound. Trust me, I'd refuse you by all means just the same. Ignoring the fact that just maybe you're different as we'd be too proud. In the center of the universe where there should be a lit flame. The chill from cold hearts just may be the end. Before the beginning ever takes place. Bcuz we're unwilling to give up the peace chancing to get close another so called friend. As we'd prolly shy away from remembering each other's face. Tell me I'm wrong and avoid the scenario of you, with me. Somewhere without others lurking about. Able to decide for self if it be okay to set the burden free. To put all the fuckin weight down...