Fully Loaded 2-7-08
Your the machine gun, fully loaded. And I'm the hostae, scared but ready. You ghave the power to make or break me. I'm helpless, I don't know if i can trust you not to shoot. I'm standing here, waiting, wating to see if you care enough not to hurt me, or if your just going to shoot accidentally. I'm still recovering from my last injury, but i think you m ight be worth the risk. I loved you once, but i don't know if I can love again with the same intensity as before. I've loved to the fullest and all i've recieved in return is a broken heart. But everytime you crawl back and i think, maybe this time will be differn't, maybe you wont hurt me. And this time is no excaption. I feel as if you deserve another chance, I keep telling myself, maybe this time will be differnt... I don't know what to do, or believe at this point. I need a sign. But there is just one final thing to say; even though your fully loaded, dont shoot.
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