Now, i'm trying to deceive myself. When i said i love you, it was just a lie, lust was what i felt inside. I'm still wondering what love is . This couldnt have been it, it wasnt all bliss. We definity wouldnt be good together. You were snow and i was the sun. The task of standing together,could never be done. If i say this over and over, maybe i'll believe and get out of this okay but, its only if i could deceive myself