Thinking about you makes me uneasy
- Clearly a bad sign.
But it has been proven
- I am not really fine.

Your words appear
profound and important.
Yet they hide a twisted
and lonely portrait.

When I try to control these feelings
- My hear ignores me
and continues cheating.

It clearly wants you,
oblivious to the curse you carry.
It gives itself away,
and all to my mind's dismay.