Hell is
staring in your eyes and instantly missing you
Hell is
looking at your lips and wanting to kiss you
Hell is
holding you closely and having to let go
Hell is
wanting to tell you but never letting you know
Hell is
butterflies in my stomach when your hands brush against mine
Hell is
wanting to hold them for the rest of time
Hell is
knowing that someday I'll have to let go
Hell is
constantly having to put on a show
Hell is
the hurt I feel deep in my bones
Hell is
loving you in my sleep and waking up alone.