You

We stood on a roof atop our own little piece of the city

Intoxicated and happy, it was the summer I had chosen to finally live carefree

But you followed me to the ledge, where I leaned over to feel the breeze on my face

And without even looking at you, I knew your heart was already in that place

I could have stopped it at the source, but I was selfish believing I could have it all

Could I let you in, still live as free as I wanted, while knowing you were so ready to fall?

Had you already made it your mission to make me fall with you--for you, my failed mission to pretend

In a serious tone, I said softly, "please don't spoil me," my heart already prepared for it to end

Eleven years pass, the roof in the city so far away

Turns out, my heart had already decided for me to stay

Turns out I could fall, without pretending, I could have it all, you could spoil me, too

On the edge of that roof, I had leaned over so far just to feel something

and the most carefree part was you