You’re just a fantasy
of what I think I need.
Your presence makes me sick
but, I constantly need to feed.
Addicted to your behavior
but, I’m upset all time.
I keep coming back for more,
making sure that you’re all mine.
I swear this is normal,
I keep telling myself this.
This can’t be what they talk about…
Perfect bliss?
I gave it a shot,
there was a fine line.
I never felt that before,
so that had to be a bad sign.
Being around you,
makes my heart skip a beat.
But, I think that’s stress
or my body claiming defeat.
My patience is running out,
it’s literally almost done.
The fates have spoken,
and I think “They” won.
I can’t sleep at all,
because I feel so bad.
I dwell on memories
and the times we once had.
But I will not suffer another day,
with you by my side.
You do not defend my honor
or protect my pride.
Letting you go,
is the best thing I can do.
Forget what the movies say,
it’s not me… it’s YOU.