this is going to hurt in the morning

i can feel it. i know this is not gonna end well,
i am going to get hurt again
and i have the feeling this time it will hurt even more than the last
perhaps because i already know it is coming
but i cant help it
im drawn to him like the moth to the light
and i am going to get hurt again
i am going to get hurt bad
but i cant help it
i am still an optimist
a romantic
and he says those things,
and he looks at me in that way,
and i melt
and i think...
ohh i am going to get hurt again,
i am going to hurt bad
but i cant stop it
all i can do, is watch how this wreck takes place
all in slow motion
all from a first person's point of view
just looking,
waiting...
and hoping,
that maybe, this time, i will be wrong.