I Hate This Feeling
Sometimes when I try to explain this, it feels like I'm insane.
I lie here in my bed, it's empty without you. Not only materialistically speaking. It's emptier than that.
Falling asleep without you in my arms is so ubelievably... I don't know really. I just stare at the roof. Wishing you were here. And restless, sleepless I lie there.
It's this feeling. I think of you and it's like this electrical shock through my body that is equally euphoric as depressing. Fcking hell how I love you but FCK how it would hurt to loose you.
I am left with a sensation that I don't know where to go or what to do with myself or these emotions. Utterly restless without you.
It seems silly really. We have a healthy relationship. But still I have this feeling and when I try to explain it, I am left with some sort of frustration of the fact that I cannot express this.
And I hate this feeling.
The feeling of not being able to express this feeling.
The feeling that brings me up to the top every day and some days beats me down to that bottomless pit.
I lie here in my bed, it's empty without you. Not only materialistically speaking. It's emptier than that.
Falling asleep without you in my arms is so ubelievably... I don't know really. I just stare at the roof. Wishing you were here. And restless, sleepless I lie there.
It's this feeling. I think of you and it's like this electrical shock through my body that is equally euphoric as depressing. Fcking hell how I love you but FCK how it would hurt to loose you.
I am left with a sensation that I don't know where to go or what to do with myself or these emotions. Utterly restless without you.
It seems silly really. We have a healthy relationship. But still I have this feeling and when I try to explain it, I am left with some sort of frustration of the fact that I cannot express this.
And I hate this feeling.
The feeling of not being able to express this feeling.
The feeling that brings me up to the top every day and some days beats me down to that bottomless pit.
