Torn

Another song I wrote.

Im here for you she said

Such a wonderful thing to hear

Well ive got a question for my dear

Would those words still be said

If you knew the pain, the regret, the turmoil in my head?

You are. My escape

You are. Perfections shape

I am. So unavailable

You are. So unattainable

To know you heightens my existence

To want you only calls for more resistance

You tell me secrets, and you know ill keep them

In a way I know everything, but still know nothing 

You are my hidden obsession

My guilty pleasure, forbidden love 

My passing minutes of reality’s escape

To another I return, when at last I must awake

You are. My escape

You are. Perfections shape

I am. So unavailable

You are. So unattainable

Let me tell you something girl

We can give this “here for me” thing a whirl

These thoughts of you wont leave my head

Sometimes I find myself wishing I were dead

For my heart belongs to another

But youre slowly trying to steal it away

Author's Note

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