Complications

There's an uncomfortable feeling in my heart.

Who I secretly love has grown apart.

I wish I could be with her, she's like an obsession.

She helps through with my depression.

I can't handle this tension.

I wonder if I still have her attention, if I could be her perfection. The bond between us has fraction.

I ache for her, want to take her in my hand and walk with her through this land.

Stand beside her and show how lucky I am with her in my hand. She has driven me mad... maybe just a tad.

But she is like an obsession, an obsession causing me depression.