When I'm on the cusp of love—
Everything ceases to exist.
You make my world stop,
And fast forward into the abiss.
When I'm on the cusp of love—
I'm bursting at the seams.
Because I've finally realized,
My reality has become my dreams.
When I'm on the cusp of love—
I truly must confess;
I've already been in love with you,
You just haven't professed it yet.
Unrequited love, or mutual agreeance?