Straddling the line
of what is right and what is good
I only want to be mine
I want to do it, I think I should

There are two of me
and I can't decide
should I join them completely,
or will I be muddled and unrecognized?

One of me is a trophy
The other a cozy place to rest
I worked so hard for that amenity
But I want you on my chest

I kind of like this line
it's safe and knowing and warm
I hope there is a time
when I can be your storm

Timing is a tricky beast
I knew the first time I felt your aura
I wanted you, and not on a lease
You looked at me like I was Pandora

The other me has been living
and what a castle she's built
but the me that was retreating
she feels so much guilt

I think it bears repeating
that I am not one, but two
I don't know which is succeeding
But I know one belongs to you

Would we have been more than a tryst?
My life is already produced
I think of you, and wish I'd taken a risk
From the first moment, I was seduced

Will you invite me in?
To explore, at whatever cost.
Can we speak openly with discretion?
All I need is what I lost.