Strings of Nostalgia

3: Paranoia ❣

How do I feel? Scared, anxious, yet fine because of you—and it's new!

How about you? How do you feel when you see me and talk to me?

Do you always give a damn about me? 'Cause I can't seek a clue

But if you don't, please just tell me the truth to prevent feeling blue

There you go again, talking to me and making a miracle

Why do you always keep me guessing, Mr. Unpredictable?

My mind is filled with much competition but you're invincible

True? Partially true? False? Oh! My thinking is becoming critical

I'm wondering if you love me or just taking the piece of me

Creating problems that weren't there in the first place—they can't flee

Exploring every avenue and state of where I could be

Is this real? My mind is working at its best possibility

I'm full of broken thoughts that I can't repair

NO FALLING. But why do I need to breathe in your love that's in air?

Thought your nothing but you are an art; a painting that I can't flare

Every night, I'm sleepless while you're untroubled and that isn't fair

Deep into that frightening and disquieting darkness peering

Long I stood there with my wakeful mind due to sinister; doubting

Thinking of you, gripping on you, relying on you, and anxious of you while fearing

Every single death of me—stopping my heart but she's so willing:

To be hurt again and again for the same reason and person

The choice is still you, after coughing and drowning in submersion

So maybe I was fool to fall for you and your imperfection

I know the way out yet I'm still stranded of you with direction

-A ❣