Limerence is an odd thing.
I went over to your house again.
The same situation, all over again.
Except this time it was slightly different.
I had more control and felt euphoric.
Now I feel insane when I’m without you.
When you’re gone, who will I talk to?

I want to be so close to you that I can’t get any closer.
I guess I was when we were together.
With you, I feel happier than ever.
Are we meant to be together?

I think it’s best if we stay apart,
But oh how it hurts my heart.
I don’t wanna leave your side.
Maybe I am broken inside.

I hope, I ache, I reach for love but you can’t see my true face.
You only see my silhouette
You can see me but you can’t see who I am.

You’ve crossed every border of my skin,
But never asked who lives within.
When I think of you my palms get clammy and my stomach turns.
This doesn’t feel like love should.
This is just wrong.

When I think about you I get anxious.
So do I really like everything about you?
And do you like everything about me?
Or do you just make me feel loved?
And do I just satisfy you?
Do I like you?
Or do you solve my Limerence?