as much as your wordslift me upa bitter seed inside of me wonders how many people get to hear that tone in your voice,i know you love meand i love you too,i’m reassuring myself (yet) again, i’m at least happy that you will never have to worry about my devotion for you, i’d take a bullet for you, sometimes i fear i’ll fire the gun,because you’re all i’ve got,don’t i know it,but your words keep me so warm(you’ll never understand)i need you so too much,(what it feels like)though you aren’t alone,(to have your self worth)how could you be? (tied up in someone else)it’s you(then have them taken away, from you)i’m not bitter, just proud,but i raise my glass with a shaky handyou’re a blessing to the world,i am not your only friend, you are loved, i’m not angry at that,i’m just frettingover my only source of happinessand i’m leeching it off you,i only learnt to smile bylooking at your face,my laugh mimics yoursi just want to be special (to you),i want to know that i’m your only oneand that is goddamn possessive, but you are my only, prized, possessioni just want to knowthat those sweet nothingsaren’t laced on others.