trouble

I got someone in trouble, they got me in trouble, we are just trouble together, plain old trouble.  It's my fault that I let her get to me, I let her make me do things I normally wouldn't do.  It's not my fault she feels comfortable around me where she does things she normally wouldn't do.  So we are friends.  But as much as we love each other, and support each other, and bring out the best in each other, we bring out the worst in each other too.  We have no rules when we come together, the only rule we live by is transparency.  No lies.  Openness.  Honesty.  No judging.  And tell it like it is when it is and when it isn't.  That is friendship, but ours hurts other people sometimes when they are not in the mix, or when they are not as close as they might want to be.  I am talking in code, I know, but it's my blog dammit, so unlock the code if you want :)
I love my friend.  But sometimes I act like a child around her, and I am not a child anymore.  Sometimes I don't want to be as bad as she wants me to be, and sometimes I wish she wouldn't be so bad some of the time.  But I don't judge, never do.  I hope our friendship will blossom into something a little healthier for both of us.  Healthier for the people around us, where they won't want to tear us apart of forbid us from seeing each other...this is what I want.

trouble, oh trouble, stay away, I need some time
trouble, oh trouble, come back to me, it's playtime
teach me something knew today, somethin I can get away with
I will hold the secret dearly and never let you get away
trouble, oh trouble, where were you when I was younger
I'm glad you stayed away, don't think I could have handled
trouble, oh trouble, I don't where I should put you
hide you under the bed, but then I am always tempted
lock you away somewhere, but the key could get in worse hands
trouble, oh trouble, I guess your mine for awhile longer.

~Jenn