I've known it from the very start We're a shot in the darkest dark

Stolen kisses behind the gym. Whispers of sweet nothings. Being the first in experiences except of being each other's.

The waiting is a sadness Fading into madness

It was lowkey to the point of it being nonexistent. Until he calls you, or vice versa — and you find yourself tangled with him in the comfort of his room.

I'm standin' on a tightrope alone I hold my breath a little bit longer

You wondered how Kenma sees this arrangement between the two of you. It didn't feel casual. It was a play between boundaries. The things he had done after intimacy felt like what a boyfriend usually does.

Why'd you have to lead me on? Why'd you have to twist the knife? Walk away and leave me bleedin', bleedin'?

You were sure that he liked you, loved you, even. So why? Why did he avoid your gaze as the campus' popular cheerleader was in his arm during the party? It sucked. It was nearing Christmas too.

Why'd you whisper in the dark? Just to leave me in the night? Now your silence has me screamin', screamin'

Your vision turned blurry for a moment, turning around and wanting nothing but to just leave the goddamn place.

'Cause you kiss me and it stops time And I'm yours, but you're not mine

Your mind replayed the times when Kenma kept whispering promises that you'd stick with him. How he held you so tenderly. You strongly refused all of those were nothing for him.

I would stay forever if you say, "don't go"