When i see you,

i automatically feel better

About my sister’s death,

about my insecurities

and about anything else I have ever done or thought

I know it’s wrong to let you see me like this with my guard down.

Especially since you have a girlfriend and all; i know i’m screwed, but i’m addicted to you.

Nothing will change that

I wish it was me that your arms were wrapped around,

not her.

You should be mine,

not hers

and i can’t help but think that every time i see you.

I hate that you love her and not me, i hate that i do this to myself.

But i just can’t move on from you.

I hate that i can joke around with you and feel like i’m on top of the world;

but when she comes around i fall of the face of the earth.

I wish i were her,

and i wish you loved me the way i love you.

Because i’m falling harder for you everyday.