Did I fell deep,
Into just the idea of you?
Or is it,
The idea of being alone,
Terrifies me.


The shape of you,
The smell of you,
Being all around you,
Reminds me of being alive again.


Not knowing everything about you,
Made me wanna know more about you,
But just as I was about to know the things about you,
You left me all alone, without you.


Now I'm here,
Shocked at the things about you,
Because when you were around me,

Nothing else matters,
Except being with you,
and


only


you.