I'll shut you out,
because I love you.

I'll keep you away,
When I can't keep my thoughts at bay -
because I love you.

I won't call you up,
I won't let you worry -
or even know
that I'm descending
into a dark pit -
because I love you.

I'll fight them on my own,
I'll defeat them for us -
but,
I'll make sure that you're not a spectator,
of the gory battles I seldom fight -
because I love you.

Nostalgia
courses through my veins.

Sentimental memories,
awaken.

The past is recreated...
revisiting my head -
accompanied by
experienced emotions and feelings
making me high.

Euphoria,
casts a spell on me
each time
I play that old
playlist.

Girl,  
You be throwing yourself on the wrong guys,
Then you subject me to your pitiful cries.
It hurts me knowing, you're playing the fool...
You shedding tears 'cause you thought he was cool.

Girl,
Why you be letting their fake smiles fool you?
Nothing coming out of their mouths is true
Why you throwing yourself on the wrong guys,
And ignoring Mr right whose under my disguise?

Yeah,
That's right I finally came clean...  I mean,
Girl, it's been like this forever, this feeling...
I've given up waiting for its leaving,
So I've got to say what my heart's singing.

All they offer is temporary happiness,
But I offer laughter, that will leave you in a lovely mess...
All they do is leave you, with your heart raking up scars,
And I'll give your heart some healing with these bars...

Girl,
You've been throwing yourself on all the wrong guys,
And I've had to watch it all with my own eyes,
You've been wasting golden tears, on boys who have no cares...
And I've had to watch it all these years.

You've been playing the fool,
Labelling me as friend.
You've been playing the fool,
Telling others we'll never be.
This confession ends our friendship,
And could cue a courtship ...
I'm ready to take the risk
'Cause of those tears,
It's you I wanna whisk,
It's you that's the subject of my cares.
Because the friendzone's not for me
And you and I were meant to be.

I ponder your reaction -
Your ****** expression,
The words that would escape your lips
If you don't become dumbfounded,
Your body language,
The tone of your voice -
If you knew that
Your name
Was meant to be in the place
Of the numerous
You's in the love poems,
That my heart and mind
Collaborated on.

Every once in a while,
I put my hand on my heart,
When I feel it hurting,
And I tell it not to worry -
I reassure it that all the scars
It often collects
Will one day be healed.

I don't know how we got here...

I'll be honest,
I'm sorry that we're always fighting,
That we don't see eye to eye no more,
And that twinkle in your eye is gone -
I'm sorry,
That our love is withering.

I'll be honest,
I miss when things were rosy,
When you and I just made each other blush,
And our lips were inseparable;
When my hands couldn't keep away from your soft skin,
And we were acting lovey-dovey, ignoring the unrequested attention of wandering eyes.

I'm scared, when you scream and yell,
I'm heartbroken, when you cry because of me,
I'm debilitated, when you won't let me hold you,
I'm stunned, when you don't accept my apology.

I miss,
When you and I,
Didn't care much about the label,
We were good friends that's what we said...
But soon later you wanted more:
And you got it...

Then
"We",
Started becoming an underused word,
The bonds formed by mischevious nights
Shamelessly crying on one another's shoulders,
And divulging of blackmail-worthy, jaw-dropping secrets,
Starter weakening, separating...

Is there any possibility that things will get rosy again?
That you'll stop getting mad at me and I'll stop hurting you?
Is there a chance, just a slight chance,
That the girl I fell in love with will come back...
Or, have we... Have I killed her?