Every time they talk about you,
I immediately join in.
I deny the feelings I have,
because I don't want to feel.
Im torn because I like feeling numb,
So why.. why must I feel something?..
I want to be a robot,
cold and automatic.
This feeling i'm getting...
Must be no more than infatuation!  
Yes it couldn’t be love,
that doesn’t exist.

How can I say that?...
How can I say love does not exist,
when every passing thought is about you.
How dare I sit here,
and say love does not exist when I ramble on, about you.
About how you grasp for air every time you laugh,
or your cute wrinkled nose when I tell a bad joke.
Or when you think I'm not looking when,
you stare deep at me.
But I see.
I see how you look at me.
I see the way I look at you, and Im torn.
But how can I deny these feelings I have.
I can see my smile fade,
I need to stop.
I need to save myself,
Ive been rambling too much about you..
I refuse..
I wont say Im in love..