I can feel myself slipping into unrequited love
Like the ground beneath me is crumbling and there's no way for me to break my fall
But I don’t know, if there was, that I would catch myself
Because there's nothing about you that I don’t find incredibly endearing
The way you laugh at your own jokes,
Your dimples when you smile too big,
Your hand in mine when you're too drunk to walk on your own,
Your voice
Oh your voice drives me insane
Soft and rich, coaxing me to dip further into this river styx that you have created for me
But somewhere deep inside
I know that you're probably the worst thing that has ever happened to me
And I hate you
I hate you for being the way you are because it's so **** appealing
I hate you for what you've done to me, whether you know it or not
Because the only thing I don’t love about you is my infatuation
But it's too late for me to pull myself out of the abyss that is you
Even though you've swept me away like the dust under your couch
There's nothing I wouldn't do for you
You're like my own personal drug.
I think I'm in control, but slowly
I realize that I can never have enough
That I can never be satisfied with the little you're giving me
And that you have all the power.
So no, I wouldn't catch myself
I would let my body tumble as deep into the earth as it could go
Letting every chunk of dirt, every grain of sand follow behind me
Hoping that, eventually, it would bury me alive