I'm so stupid.
I'm so torn.
I love him.
I know he loves me,
but
he's not here
and you are.
(sort of)
He loves me,
but
He doesn't say
(anymore)
how
pretty
smart
funny
beautiful
I am
(anymore).
I know he still feels that-
but you
say
it
and it's only words
(and nothing more)
and it makes all the difference.
I don't know if you're
heaven sent
or
from the other guy, but
you make me feel
a way
that i haven't
in a long time.
It' s so dumb.
'Cause i know better.
It's wrong
and
I know better.
What a distraction you are.
My common sense goes out the door,
And you make me feel sixteen again.
Much like he did,
before.
You are
dangerous.
And yet
I cannot resist.
Please,
don't destroy me;
Or help me
to destroy
myself.