When I love, I love hard.
For years and years.
Full of false hope,
And full of tears.
I get attached,
Maybe obsessed.
I lose my mind,
I get distressed.
And I doubt,
You feel the same.
I don't even know,
If you remember my name.
Since we've met, seven.
Since we've spoke, two.
I'm so sorry my love
Happens to be you.