I thought I was passed this, I thought I had moved on, but everytime I see you it's like I'm back to step one. Butterflies when I see you and forgetting what to say, but everytime I got to face the fact that you don't feel the same way. And it seems like the more I try to forget about you, the more you stay on my mind, and the more you do me wrong, the more I want your time. I have so much love for you, none of which you return, but I'd still do anything for you to love me, like it's something that can be earned. With you, hope is just another thing that causes my heart to shatter, just like believing that anything I do for you will ever even matter. I am overcome with jealousy, and overwhelmed with hate, when you're with somebody else, I can't even think straight. I get so impulsive and the things I do are dumb, afterwards I don't feel anything, just... numb. That's when I regret every stupid thing that I did, just to get your attention, just like I was a kid. I hate myself for loving you, and a part of me hates you, too, but the love grows stronger despite all the things you do. Forever I'll be a prisoner to my feelings and my desires, to the things I do that only you could inspire. But that's what I get for loving you.
