i build myself
a dream world
just to be
with you

and i like this
version of us
so much more

that i sometimes
forget that it's
not real



that we're not
together

that you don't
love me

that it's just me and my
imagintaion

it's funny, isn't it?
how our heart always wants
something
it can't have.

that we do
stupid things
when we're in love.

how much you can
miss a person
who isn't even yours.

how we're scared about
losing someone
who isn't even ours.

it's funny, isn't it?

in my head
i know what to say

but then
i sit next to you
or
look into your eyes

and the words
won't come out
of my mouth.

i'm speechless.

and out of
the nowhere
my stomach tingles
when i
think about you

caught between
being jealous
and
the wish of
seeing you happy

i recognized how
you stared at me
while
i wasn't
looking at you

i also recognized
the smile on your lips
while
looking at me

and you have
no idea
how happy
you made me
because of
that gaze
and
that smile

and i am
sitting
in my bed
listening
to this song
which
makes me
think
about you

i am looking
at
that cute picture
and i
wish
that i could see
you
everyday

i want to write
i really do
it makes me feel better

but i just can't
write down
or
explain
what
i am
feeling

it's
impossible

and yet
i still
overthink
and
overreact
over
things you do
even though
i shouldn't