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