It's very strange.
I never thought I'd say
You're very annoying,
But in a good way.

I just can't get you off my mind.
You're always there to stay.
No matter what I do,
You are in my thought's way.

I wish it was as simple
As telling you this.
But, sadly it is not
And we must "pretend bliss."

If only I knew
That I was in your way
In everything you do
Each and every day.

Sometimes
I just don’t understand
Why do we hide
Who we are?
What we think?
What we feel?

I know
Exactly what I feel
What I think
Who I am

I want you
To know exactly
How I feel
What I think
Who I am

I feel
Butterflies in my stomach
Every time
You and I cross paths

I think
We could be
Would be
Should be amazing

I am
Me, he, man
But none of that matters
Compared to the possibility of
WE

Why does it seem
This always happens to me?
I rarely see this
Happen to anyone else.

Am I destined to live
Forever alone, unhappy?
Or will I eventually find
Someone….anyone?

With every failed attempt,
I lean more towards
Dying alone…
Just me.

I used to be something
Something special to you.
And you,
You were my world.

What happened?
You still are my world
But me,
What am I to you?

That place in my heart,
It still belongs to you.
But I,
I have been kicked out.

You found someone new,
Someone that broke your heart.
And yet,
He still beats me.

I never broke your heart,
What happened between us
Was no fault of you or me
So why can’t I be invited back in?

Back into your heart?

Black
Creeping through my soul
Tainting everything as it goes
Ruining as it goes.

Despair
Is what it leaves
Never truly knowing
What could be

Loss
You meant so much
Now you're telling me
You just don't know.

Death
Must feel better
Than this sense of unwant
Your killing me from inside out.

I must admit,
I held back
When first we started
Not sure if I wanted to fall.

The more we talked,
The harder it got
Until I finally realized
I had been falling all along.

I thought you were there too
But that was apparently untrue.
You were just an illusion
You were what I wanted to see.

All I want is to talk,
All I want is to love,
You
But you won't let me.

You're a murderer,
I've been killed inside.

If only to understand,
That’s all I really wish.
I somewhat doubt my first impression,
And, yet, I’m not so sure of my second.

Another source gave me some hope,
But still was not sure.
Quite possibly you don’t oppose
More understanding than I know.

I hope that chance arises.
I think the understanding would be great.