march twelve twenty nineteen
There's no reason, there's no rhyme I found myself blindsided by A feeling that I've never known I'm dealing with it on my own Phone is quiet, walls are bare I drink myself to sleep, who cares? No one even has to know I'm dealing with it on my own DAMN BECAUSE IT'S A STRANGE FEELING THAT SHE CAN'T IGNORE! Is it love? No. It's just a petty crush. Is it really deep? No. It's just petty, like a happy crush. A happy crush. A HAPPY CRUSH! But she's not happy. She's not happy. SHE IS NOT HAPPY. Damn, because she feels overjoyed when he's around even though she feels uncomfortable. And now that she can't be with him, it's just too unfair that he's living his life without heavy baggage and here she is, being crazy seeing him in every person she is with and talks to and in every thing that used to be connected to him. Damn because no one knows about this and she's scared that anyone ...