Maybe I need her more than she needs me
Is it a coincidence or all this is meant to be?
I always wonder shall we talk ever again?
I expect her to come and heal my pain.
Late night talks we will cherish one day
If only I keep her in my life and not push her away
I crave her attention yet I don’t want her to stay
I put the words in her mouth that she doesn’t say.
I make mistakes and so does she
Feels as if she is cruel yet so lovely
I leave it on the destiny
It will happen if it’s meant to be.
I ponder over my life every day and night
I have goals that are always in my mind
She is the last thing I worry about
I won’t allow her to come, if she does I won’t let her out.
I regret I message her every day after I wake up
I promise to not do it again as I pour tea in my cup.
As the evening rolls in I can’t help myself
When emotions take over how does one help oneself?
Guess I’ll make this mistake again
Just rub more salt on my wounds to feel the pain.
Maybe I need her more than I imagined
Maybe she isn’t only a friend, she has become my passion.
I am obsessed with her
She is like a drug that makes reality looks blur.
Ecstasy takes over and I lose control
This night I can’t stop, I don’t want to be alone.