To be lovesick
Is trying to ignore your lovers past
On the off chance that it may last
Whilst drowning in its looming anxiety
Because it’s impossible to supress or ignore
From the surface written all over your face
To the deepest being of our very core

To be lovesick
Is trying to control the uncontrollable
And acting cool when they’re being insufferable
Not exploiting their insecurities
But to make them feel safe and adored
When they’re at their lowest ebb
Lost, cold and flawed

To be lovesick
Is to be completely vulnerable
When we’re at our most longing and hopeful
Although the indecisive suffering is hard to bear
There’s no choice but to see it through
If it means finding that person at the end of the road
Who appreciates everything that makes you truly you