I honestly don't know what's going on.
Sitting here in my room in silence, with the whole world buzzing outside my window.
Fearing the rejection, I sit and grow weak.
You make me love you.
I hate the way you pull me closer.
Just to kick me back out.
I wake up blurry with my eyes glazed over.
This seems to be the reoccurring theme.
Love all around me.
It makes me sick.
I want what they have.
My heart starts to panic.