Things i could never tell you pt.1

The thought of being with you is so intoxicating... but now I can't breathe. The poisonously sweet thought brews within me as your scent swirls into my lungs. No. It's not to be, for I'm not the one. But for now, I imagine your embrace isn't temporary, and that this night isn't a rare occurrence. I'm high from my destructive imagination as reality hits me... I love you. I gave and continue to give you my all, but you play my heart like a cello. Now you've played too much and my heart strings are out of tune and I'm playing a sad, broken song. But no one cares about a broken song unless it's pretty... otherwise it's just a melody no one cares to listen to.