First love unrequited
Although some affection is returned
Leaving this sensation in my chest
Being lifted and sinking back down
Caught in this gravity
Man made gravity as I've been told
As I walk down the path to the fulfillment
It becomes more twisted and turns black as obsidian
Being haunted by my lack of past and by your--
Yours
As I spiral down
Realizing that this is inevitable
I shield myself, but the atmosphere prevails
You've got me
May not be as you want me
But you've got me