"Am I already lost?
I see him in every man approaching. I think it's his figure, or walk, or voice... It drives me crazy. I can barely pretend I'm normal. I keep striving towards him against my better judgement. It is absolutely ridiculous how he affects me. I'm always looking for where he is, I'm in desperate need of him being next to me, I want him to hold me whenever he wants, I want to let him.
I'm jealous! Absurd! But I am. I don't wanna know how I look like when I see him positioned next to someone else. Most of the time I can't even look while he's hugging any other girl. The rest of the time I'm worrying someone may realize how that affects me. So I'm pretending...
Pretending I'm not dying inside.
Am I already lost to him?"
I see him in every man approaching. I think it's his figure, or walk, or voice... It drives me crazy. I can barely pretend I'm normal. I keep striving towards him against my better judgement. It is absolutely ridiculous how he affects me. I'm always looking for where he is, I'm in desperate need of him being next to me, I want him to hold me whenever he wants, I want to let him.
I'm jealous! Absurd! But I am. I don't wanna know how I look like when I see him positioned next to someone else. Most of the time I can't even look while he's hugging any other girl. The rest of the time I'm worrying someone may realize how that affects me. So I'm pretending...
Pretending I'm not dying inside.
Am I already lost to him?"
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