Alrighty guys! This is my first story... Like ever. So, I hope you enjoy it and I would LOOOOOOVE some reviews about it. Any kind of feedback you can give me, I will gladly except. Except for flames xD

Anywhoooo... ON WITH THE SHOW, err STORY

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Over and Over. Those are owned by Masashi Kishimoto and Three Days Grace.

"Over and over
Over and over
I fall for you"

I dont know what it was that made me feel so drawn to you. Maybe it was your blood red hair, the way it fell into your eyes as you over looked the village you swore to protect with your life. Or maybe that was it. Your eyes. The most beautiful color I've ever seen. Seafoam green. You probably hate the fact that with one glance at them, I know exactly how you're feeling. Or maybe the aura you now gave off. So different from your cold deadly one, but I loved it just the same. It was lonely. Lonely and protective. I dont know what made me drawn to you, what pulled me in so deep that I knew I never had the chance to escape.

"Over and over
Over and over
I try not to"

There were so many times I've told myself "Not again. I dont love him anymore. Im done." But then I see your face, how it lights up at the sight of me, your best friend. How your lips turn up, ever so slightly, in a barely recognizable smile. I love it and I loathe it. I feel guilty when you hold me as you tell me about how boring paperwork is. I hate how you let me crawl into bed with you when I have a nightmare or theres a thunderstorm. I hate it because you dont know what your doing. Your doing this because you think this is how best friends act, and Im doing this because im madly in love with you. I feel guilty and selfish. I hate loving you for making me feel this way.

"Over and over
Over and over
You make me fall for you"

I keep lying to myselff I could never hate anything involving you.

The true is... I love, loving you. I just hate that I cant tell you. Because, you dont love me. I know it. Everything you do, every move you make screams at me to see that you dont think of me that way.

And it kills me. Again and again I realize that horrible little truth, dying more each time. Soon there will be nothing left, but I need'nt worry. You wont let me fall. Not the person who knows everything about you. You may love, but not enough to satisfy me. Not enough to truely LOVE me. Not enough to love me the way I love you. I dont know how or why I love you. Or how you keep making me fall for you.

"Over and over
Over and over
You dont even try to"

And neither do you. You do it unconsiously. So amazingly oblivious to how you, standing in the same room, affects me. To how when you look me, I get clumsy, or when you touch me, I begin to shake.

Do you not feel those sparks too?

I suppose not...

And you never will.

But...

Even now, as I stare at you, smiling and holding the girl you think you're in love with, I fall all over again...

Even though you dont seem to care...

"I will always love you, Gaara..."