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Wish For The Best

I'm so scared of love.
Heroin aside, that might be the strongest drug.
The hold it has on you could be tighter than a bear hug.
My mind stuck in a haze, the smell of you send me in a daze.
Emotions so confusing like navigating through a maze.
The beginning is always the best phase.
Like staring into the sun describes your gaze.
Even though you wake up in a different mindset each day.
My heart is your favorite instrument to play.
I wish I knew what makes me continue to stay.
I beg for communication and still struggle with words to say.
I hate how you shut down when things don't go your way.
Skipping over April, you've had me sprung since May.
A love with aggressive wave tides comes with being your bay.
You still could tell me to jump and I'd say okay.
You're always my number one priority.
Yet you make me jump through hoops like I'm pledging your sorority.
Wisdom would set me free, hopefully it comes with the seniority.
I idolize you and you yearn for the majority.
I'm up brainstorming every night.
Wrecking my brain on how to make things right.
You got that knockout but I'm the only one putting up a fight.
Your hold on me or the grip of my hair .. I can't tell which one is more tight.
Another reason I can't think clearly.
My legs and memory both race towards the ceiling.
You're the only one that gives me that tingling feeling.
I'm the fish on your hook while you do the reeling.
I just want you to want me.
If you don't want me around then I won't be.
Your words so blinding I don't care what actions I don't see.
What will it take to set myself free?
Our bond is deeper than the penetration.
Our conversations are deeper than the moans and hyperventilation.
When you vent and your words thrust through my ears, that's the best sensation.
I feel closer to you.
Whatever you want, say the words and I'll do.
Don't you see how this love is so dangerous?
If you hurt me, I'm afraid we'd both be famous.
It's a thin line between love and hate, don't forget me saying this.
You approached me
Just to provoke me
Then proceed to coach me
On what my feelings suppose to be
All for what? It's hard to believe you would go that far for Sex
The signs were there when you said you were blocked by your Ex
Damn I wonder what would the naïveté wearing off reveal next
I'm coming to my senses and still waiting for your text
Knowing the only thing I should have for you is a wish for the best.