the love i have is pure
i love like it’s a cure
i become love sick
and it’s hard for me to tell if it’s a fib.
i love until it hurts
and suddenly I’m filed with remorse
because why can’t they love me equally or more
it’s a twisted delusion
if i end up loving you
you would think
‘why didn’t i keep it pushin’
i do mean good intentions
it’s the unhealthy obsessions
the frustrations
i lack self respect
i end up doing things that label me as a *****
being desperate only led me to be alone
did i learn my lesson
no
this time I’m saying it out loud
to stop my future self from doing
the same thing that i am not proud of