Stressing

One of the lucky ones I suppose
A hopeless romantic in constant contact with loves crushing blows
As far as the story goes the scenarios have been the same as feelings begin to develop the once harmless flower sprouts thorns and inflicts nothing, but pain
The memories may one day fade but the feeling associated will forever remain just passed along to a different name like the common cold this game has grown quite old as have I
In the pursuit of fulfillment till the wonderful day I can call it quits and die
I can admit it I'm not perfect but unlike the most I try an to this day perseverance is the reason I continue to inhale because I know one day my happiness will truly prevail
I have an inquisitive mind carrying one too many questions without an answer love to me is a cancer slowly eating me away one day it will attain another name to blow in the wind lately I've been lacking the inspiration just know you mean so much him when he's around you he walks around with such a stupid grin carefree happy as can be
The feelings you arise are only aroused when your next to me
The future remains uncertain neither you or I want to be each others beast of burden so we remain more than friends, but a couple of levels below the open like flashy trends
Not quite ready to cut the ties I have plenty of loose ends around
I wonder what it is that I lack that continually keeps me up while others can sleep without a sound days like this I can't help but feel the absence of bliss seen more noticeable than ever one of those days when I'm glad I can turn to you to make me feel better....