You are going to bring me down,
Even though you have no idea.
But yet I keep reaching for you,
as if I really want you to hurt me.
It is complicated to deal with this,
as love is madness,
Is this love in the first place,
or chemistry, lust or other craziness?
I know I should not want you,
in any possible way,
but yet I fall into your arms,
hearing you whisper I should stay.
I can’t decide if it’s a game,
or who is actually playing,
Are you thinking about me at all?
There so many things we are not saying
It is hard to look at the future,
when Cupid forces you to,
especially as my brain knows better,
And possibly, so do you.