I'm about to cry tonight, but suddenly you come.
Tearing up like a fool, it's just insane that you give me an adrenaline rush.
How could-
You're so attractive, I'm drowning in a sweet lucid dream.
Imma butthurt, you're just a fantasy.
Life is a cruel dangerous thing, I'm almost crying a river, tonight.
Time passed by, everything is still out of control, I'm wrecked.
I'm messing my life, like I did before.
I can't breath, despite this room is full of oxygen.
My brain is still supplied by a bunch of RBCs. I'm supposed to be okay.
I lift up my head, and begin to realize,
Your shilloute somehow mesmerizes my wistful soul.
Kind of two things tonight, I feel both.
Yes, we're in million miles, but I'm a loony.
I can feel you.
Vaguely playing around with the tears
of mine.
You smile, I smile.
I'm not a bipolar early 20s girl, but maybe you're right.
This passion would reach you impatiently.
You will be poisoned by my affection.
Hold on,
Aren't you just my piece of mind?
