Confused

January 9, 2015

I'm as confused as can be.
I love you, but do you live me?

You play with my heart and pull me in every direction
I feel like you're becoming my infection.

The sleepless nights are countless
I place you so high, like a mountain.

I'm just so tired and can't find a solution.
I need to forget you if I could just drink a potion.

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