Lies feel like the truth, the truth feels like lies

 
I think so highly of you
I forget you know what you do
Quite familiar with the power you wear
I beg for your stare

You say you want me
You need me in ways,
That will stay in between
The walls of your bedroom, the walls of our thoughts

May that be too much for me?
When all I want is less than a touch
Just a text, just a sec
Tell my how you feel, if I make you upset

So ashamed I wait for you to be near
Want to be dismissed from your attachment
Why I think so highly of you,
Though I’ll never know the truth?