I Think I Love You

It's late
We are not awake
And I smashed my phone
I am learning how to be alone

Resoundingly unpretty girl stares back at me, and
I become what everyone's harboring from
Is it your fault?
No, I think it's my fault

We digress
You're inhaling smoke, emotionless
Somewhere on a map
Unaware that I am falling flat
And you will hurt me
And I deserve it

It's late
You are not awake
And it's nothing
I want you so bad, it's devouring me
And I think I love you
But you'll never find out



Credits
Writer(s): Kathryn Crutchfield
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