I understand why people
Call it lovesick
It can be meant in the way of
You're toxic to my system
And make me ill
Or it can be meant in the way of
When you stare at me
I sweat
And when you are gone
I fret
When you touch me
I shiver
And when you are gone
I wither
Personally?
I love being lovesick.

Oh the tempus
I wasted
By not making
Thee mineth
Thee w're thence
Lingering
We knoweth each oth'r
So well
Lets not wasteth
Aught m're

Everyone deserves to say
I should not have been treated that way
And feel free to refill that space
To be soft to what remains
Until they know they're safe
Or else nothing can change