To hate the pain from missing their touch?
Impossible to let them in so close.
Impossible to forget their every move, every pose.
Insanity seems such a simpler place.
More simpler than the love that's so painful to face.
The feeling inside, so close to obsession.
Simultaneously in and out of depression.
I say, for lack of a better word, I love you.
I think our long lives together, too good to be true.
And it's not true, I love you more than you love me.
That's the one thing my heart can't and won't see.
I want us to work, I try and I hope.
But I'm nearing the point where I bend and I choke.
Pull me out of this dark, loveless hole you're in too.
Don't tell me it's another hopeless rescue.
Your family likes me, I fit like a glove.
Only one thing is missing, the man that I love.
Yes, I love you Anthony, it's true.
But can you honestly say that you love me too?
