The Feeling

It gets in your head until you lose all sense of control,

Wave goodbye to who you are,

And wave goodbye to all you’ve ever known.

It becomes more than a want,

And it becomes so hard to breathe—

You can’t look her in the eyes,

Without the feeling of need.

You can’t speak to her,

Without feeling your heart sink.

She won’t be thinking about you,

When you’re not around.

She won’t be thinking about you

On the nights you can’t sleep.

She won’t be the one to keep you from breaking

Or be there to build you back up.

She won’t’ be the one to share your dreams.

     DannYetman

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