Oh you make me so mad I hate it.
I hate myself for worry about you when you disappear.
And how you make me feel.
Why else would anyone miss someone so much?
You complete my personal life puzzle.
Solve the riddle I’ve had for most of my life.
Who made you smile?
Who made you blush like a teenager?
Who made you the gate keeper of secrets?
The heavy bouncer who makes sure that no one gets in nor out.
Didn’t they ever tell you that nothing is hidden in the universe?
The deeper my feelings grew.
It’s possible for me to feel lonely under the the deepest love
To feel cold under the warmest sun.
Possible for me to sleep while my eye’s are still open
When did I stop caring?
After I threw a fit for things not being the same,
As they used to in the beginning of our relationship?
I thought I’d never hear your voice again
Only lies my love; the truth I cannot bear.
Under the table you found me,