I'll pull, pull you close until you can't breathe I'll watch you lose your mind trying to seize I'll push, push you until you're lost with no means Finding me only in your dreams You caught a glimpse of my heart Why, oh why have I gone this far? You pulled, pulled me apart until All that was left were my uncontrollable thoughts You pushed, pushed me until I was gone Leaving me only with memories that only haunt Too scared to stop, too scared to let go Running infinite circles Planting daises along our broke road There she waits with a rose in her hand But the other around your neck Surprised and relieved Hers was all he'll ever be I dug up our daises and gave them to her instead "To you and your addicted lover" And away she led
Atelophobia-the fear of imperfection. The fear of never being good enough