Crawling in the Dark

I will dedicate
And sacrifice my everything for just a second's worth
Of how my story's ending

I can't believe that I've fallen for Casey. My stepsister. Isn't that incest or something like that? Ever since I noticed that I was jealous of Sam and his having Casey, I've known something was up with my heart. It physically hurt for me to see her so upset over him - that's why I gave in.

And I wish I could know if the directions that I take
And all the choices that I make won't end up all for nothing

God, I just want to kiss her. Just once, maybe that will glue the pieces of my heart back together. But what would happen after that? What's happening to me?

Show me what it's for
Make me understand it

I should probably just forget about it. 'Time heals all things', they say. Wait - who exactly is they?

I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer

What would Casey think? What would she say? Would she slap me? Run away? Kiss me back?

Is there something more than what I've been handed?

I have got some major issues over here. I'm turning into a total sap. And for what, exactly?

I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer

Help me carry on
Assure me it's ok to use my heart and not my eyes
To navigate the darkness

Okay, I know what to do. I'll just go and talk to . . . What was her name again? Lauren? No . . . Laura? I don't think so . . . Ah, whatever. I'll just sweet talk her into a date. Simple as that.

Will the ending be ever coming suddenly?
Will I ever get to see the ending to my story?

I can't believe she blew me off. 'Grandma's in the hospital', please. I've used that one so many times that I think my Grams really is in the hospital. Uh, maybe I could've tried to remember her name just a little bit harder . . .

Show me what it's for
Make me understand it
I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer

Oh, Casey's coming. Stay cool, dude. Ouch - she just looked right past me. Right, Sam's right behind me. Of course, that's why she smiled. Not for me.

Is there something more than what I've been handed?

Dad just had to marry Nora. Good friggin grief! I always thought that I had good luck. Maybe I could just go back in time and . . . No, Hartdegen is out of town, probably in the B.C. time period right now . . .

I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer

Casey. Just her name makes me need a cold shower.

So when and how will I know?

Oh, shit. I left my clothes in my room. That's just great. Now I get to make the mad dash to my room in a towel. Not saying that I'm embarrassed by my self-image or anything. Hell, I'm hot. I just think that I should not make my family drool . . . Wait a second!

How much further do I have to go?

I did it. WOW. I just went into Casey's room - with only a towel on - and I kissed her. I'm not talking about a petty peck on the lips, I'm talking hot, steamy, passionate kiss. WOW.

How much longer until I finally know?

And then she kicked me out. But before I was out my towel mysteriously fell off. Ha, ha, ha. She blushed all the way to her toes. Only she didn't look away. And who could blame her? (Insert cocky smirk here)

Because I'm looking and I just can't see what's in front of me
In front of me

She kissed me back, though. Did I mention that?

Show me what it's for
Make me understand it
I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer
Is there something more than what I've been handed?

"Casey?" I asked. "What are you doing in my room?"

I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer