I will likely get lost in the idea that
Maybe, you could love me
And we want similar things for our futures
And that's so hard to find
I will likely get lost in the thought
Of you and I living out of campers and driving from concert to concert
And we both carry ear plugs just in case the other forgets
I get so star-eyed so easily,
So dizzy,
Dizzy on the thought that maybe I don't have to be lonely,
So dizzy that I forget for a moment the things you do that leave me clawing at my skin and pulling out my hair

Maybe we will go to school and get an apartment and grow together
Maybe I will learn your boundaries and your pick me ups and your favorite foods
Maybe you will care enough to do the same

But I will remind myself
I do not love you​
I do not love you
I do not love you