I was so in "love" with you,
With a love that I could never truly call love.
Infatuation;
A strange feeling.
I was obsessed with you,
Like you were with me,
But we can never go back to those times
When we could be carefree
And cry and laugh together.
We'll never be able to go back.
And I'm glad things are the way they are
Because now I don't have to worry
About coming home
And seeing you aren't breathing.
My nightmares were all so vivid.
And the truth is,
I was terrified.
