IDHEM, Old flame still new.

Just Physical

How more many years am I gonna get stuck here?

 I shut out the triggers, but nothing made you go away.

 Go away, because I go batshit crazy when you're near.

 And I may complain, but Goddamit I still stay.

 I want you gone, because I want you more than I can muster.

 Still, I put on a façade and pretend there's nothing as such.

But I quickly discard the thought, because I fear the answer.

And you may be close, but physically, never too much.

 Keep coming or go, I don't care at all, do I?

Even though you stress me, with your stupid butterflies.

Come closer, I'll relish in your body heat but I'll deny.

And I'll keep convincing both of us with the years old lies. 

 Strange how everybody knew I had it bad for you, but me.

We've been at it for years now, this sick hide and seek, true.

But I guess you could always see truth but choose to unsee.

I wonder how it would've been if I got drunk and kissed you.

 Know that I'll always daydream about us holding hands.

 And that I'll always want to kiss your arrogant mouth.

Know that I'll always dream of you and wake up wet.

And that I'll always want you south.