Our love is best suited for a mental hospital
With the ways we torment each other
How it always ends up swarming in my head
How i shiver in my sheets
As the cold breeze from my fan hits my bed
And i lie there thinking
About the things that were said
And all the things that weren't
And i just think
And ponder
And a thousand questions,
Hypothetical scenarios
Suffocate me while i breathe
And all i inhale are thoughts
And all i exhale is worry
