*When someone seems too good to be true and you question what you’ve done to deserve it.*
Loving you feels like a slow suicide.
I’m waiting for the feelings to subside,
To know infatuation isn’t more.
But I can’t bring myself to shut that door.
What if this is when I’m finally wrong,
And I no longer sing the same torch song?
There’s just something about the words you say,
Something about how you brighten each day.
But I feel like my efforts are in vain.
Because in the end I’ll be left with pain.
Disappointment that I can’t overcome.
Yet you still have me wrapped under your thumb.
You are everything I want to dream of.
But what have I done to deserve your love?