Poem Collection

Emotional Illusion

This house must be haunted

I see you everywhere I look

Your name is suddenly written

On the front page of every book

This house must be haunted

And my mind must be too

No matter how hard I try

 I can't get it off you

I'm starting to believe my friends 

Who say I live in delusion

I'm believing that you loving me back

Is an emotional illusion

I want to confess

Since this is probably our last time living on the same earth

But I'm afraid

That you won't appreciate my love's worth

I'll talk myself to sleep

Until I forget what I feel for you

Chances are low

That right in the moment, you're thinking about me too

I want to confess

But I don't cause it's not necessary

Even without knowing anything about us

I know that I'm not the kind of person

That you would marry.