My perfect plan
was to push you away
Trying to convince myself that you could never love me
You see beauty
But all I see is a love imposter
trying to make sense of deadly attraction
I confess my feelings
caught up in my own vices
I run away
late nights waiting for your reply
but still silence is obvious
the freight-train racing through my mind
your absence is a stain I can't wash away
So i stare wondering why you're not here
were you pretending all along,
and why can't I seem to let you go?