I saw someone today who reminded me of you

they were sitting with a girl

drinking tea

having fun

laughing

I got really sad

because that could have been you

and I realized that

for the past year

I found that I can't see me with anyone else

I tried

to flirt with attractive boys

but



I





just





didn't





feel





anything



no tingly happiness

just

nothing

but with you

your name pops up

on my screen

and

it's you

I just immerse

with happiness

maybe

I'm

obsessed

that's such an ugly word

sometimes I try and convince myself

that I don't have feelings for you

I'm just lonely

but it's not true

because sometimes it works

and then you laugh

and I realize it can't be true

i'm pretty good at lying to

myself

i practice all

the time

but then

then you come along again

and ******

i falter

and my porcelain strength shatters

i live a messy

messy life.

baby can you tell me
do you miss me at all
because if you don't i need to know
if i should move on
i'm stuck in this limbo
i'm lost don't know where to go
i just need a map
or you could point me in the right direction
am i alone in this hopeless affection
or is it even possible that you return the feelings
and if you do that would make my everything
so baby could you tell me
because i can't read your mind
my patience is fleeting, but we still have lots of time.

It's odd how we so often become  (strangers)
We reunite and then disappear (again)
How do we always come back to (this)
it's been quite a bit of (time) since I have seen you
How long before I (will) see you again
(You) have not a clue, do you?
I'm scared that maybe you'll (leave)
but if you leave, (for) how long?
they say (good) things come to those who wait
(please) don't go too far
I (don't) want to be strangers again.

Writing helps me breathe
when I'm gasping for air
stuck in this town
desperate to get out
just for a little while
need new scenery
more air
elbow room
someone take me away
i need to escape.

Trying to keep my cool
but you played me a **** fool
got my **** hopes up
even though I knew you would flop
you do it every time
but every time I expect different results
knowing deep inside
my first instinct consults
"Don't get your hopes up" It says
but nonetheless here I am.

Sometimes I just spill parts of my soul into people
I just let everything out
It's messy, but it makes the burden lighter
I don't exactly let go of those parts of my soul
I just share them
Sometimes you just need someone to share your soul with
and that's why I believe in soul mates
Maybe they're not your lover, maybe they're just your best friend
maybe you have more than one
and sometimes they leave
and a new one comes
sometimes you're lucky and
you stay
with them
for a long
long
time
can i be
that
l
u
c
k
y
?
?

we are constantly in a game of chicken
trying to get across how we feel
it's easier when the feelings are written
but saying them aloud is much more real
i might say something kind of flirty
in hopes that you might flirt back
but i always worry
maybe i have feelings that you lack
maybe we're just both hinting around
trying to get each others' attention
but we avoid what might be profound
oh and did i mention
i have a few things i wanted to tell you
maybe i'll tell you later
actually they're a bit overdue
but i've given you many-an-indicator
i pretty much adore you
as if you couldn't tell
yes, yes it is true
i know exactly how it all befell