The truth.

The truth is,

I'm nearly obsessed.

It's not 100% but borderline.

Like a macbook that's been charging but the light won't go green

I won't either

not with envy at least.

Not with sick either

Cos I have no reason to be that

Way about you, because we're not a we..

I'm in this alone, it's all just me

I create these things in my head to make me happy.

The truth is,

YOU make me happy.

Like A McDonalds kids meal,

Boy I'm loving it

Every thought, every memory, every possibility.

So I'm there thinking about you.

Calvin Harris and Frank Ocean combined

Everything around me is a fucking sign

I think to text you,

But I fight it,

instead of my phone, I look at my shoes

they're Nikes, so of course they tell me what to do.

And I'm Big Sean all over the message...

The truth is,

I've never felt this way before,

I have no clue how to behave

and I'm aware that I might scare you away,

but at the same time I'm scared if I leave you for two long, you'll forget me.

24 hours is too long.

Too long for me to not think about you.

Too long for me not to want to be with you.

Too long for me not to speak to you.

So I close my eyes and fight the urge

and then in due time you reply.

The truth is,

Now I'm over the moon

I'm like a school girl blushed up from a touch by her crush

I was ready to hold out

But you've given me hope...

And though it's not much, I'l make the most of it

So I'll hold on to this, for almost 24 hours and try my luck another day

And our communication is almost daily

The truth is, 

I'm not preoccupied,

So when it comes down to it, there plenty room in my mind

And I know that once I have things to do.

My thoughts and that stuff won't belong to you.

You won't be completely erased

You just won't spend time there for multiple days

You'll cross my mind, like a kiss on my brain.

But that'll be it till we see again

And maybe by then this light wold've burned out

Or maybe we'll rekindle the flame

Maybe we'll fall deep in love.

Or maybe things will be the same

The truth is

 you are my distraction...

My distraction from reality

A place where I hate to be

I guess that makes you my dream.

The truth is...