Oh No.

i like fast cars and candy bars, like you. i like staying out and sleeping in, like you. when you get so close to me i don’t know what to do. it’s like boom, like boom, like boom.

i like milkshake and lots of cakes, like you. i like wolverine and james dean, like you. my pulse shoot straight up to the moon when your in the room. it’s like boom, like boom, like boom. and its all because of you.

my friends say i’m crazy. they all try to save me but there is nothing they can do. it’s just what i’m addicted to.

i like blue jeans and trampolines, like you. i like cartoons and full moons, like you. it doesn’t matter what you say cause everything you do it’s like boom, like boom, like boom.

i like 808’s and chocolate cake, like you. i like saturdays what i say i like you. my pulse shoot straight up to the moon when your in the room. it’s like boom like boom like boom. and it’s all because of you.

what can i say? what can i do? everything is louder when i’m next to you. feels like i’m shaking, room is earthquaking, feels like the whole world is 8-0-8-ing.

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This can NOT and should NOT continue. Ever. Because I know I’ll only get hurt by you. But I might as well go blind, deaf, mute, and brain dead for all the good it’s getting me. You’re like an addiction I can’t get out my system no matter how hard I try to go cold turkey. Whenever you’re within my line of vision, it’s as if all my senses are zeroed in on you and I find it hard to focus on anything but you.