Anywhere looks good, just run with me.

Again I find myself here at ungodly hour, probably seeking solace.
I really should break this habit.

Anyhow, there’s only one reason which keeps me from sleeping,
Random thoughts which I fear, anticipate and get disappointed over and over again.
I always chose the hardest path to run.
And so I’m an idiot.

When there are days I miss you, I try hard to turn away.
When there are days I want to hear your voice, I try hard not to call you.
When there are days I feel like talking to you, I try hard not to send the msg that I’ve already typed out.
When there are days I crossed the friendship line, I try hard to rewind and clear up the mess.
And when there are days I love you, I try hard to ignore, pretend and hide. (This is the one that is killing me the most)
No matter how hard I try, sometimes I fail.
I told you that I miss you
I call you when I want to hear your voice
I text you random stuff just so that I can talk to you
Crossed that line so many times but I take damn long to clear the mess up
But I think one thing I did well is to ignore, pretend and hide that love which isn’t mine.

If giving up is that easy, then I guess what I had for you isn’t love.
And sometimes I wish that it isn’t love that I’m feeling.

I have nothing to throw away but myself for you.