When will I give up?
When will I let go?
The more I think about it,
The more I know I won’t.
How did I allow it to get this far?
How did I allow myself to suffocate?
Seeing you across the hall,
Over and over again I believe it’s fate.
Waiting for you to come my way,
Telling myself you are whom I deserve.
Yet here you are in my way,
And all I have are questions and answers.