There's this feeling I get whenever I see you,
Its a tingle I linger,
going up my spine.
Why do I feel this way,
and act with words that say,
that I only want you?
Not only can you change my feelings,
but you change my mind,
and what I used to feel about life.
Like a knife,
you carve my happiness,
you cut my anger away.
you shape me as peacefulness sways.
But like a knife,
you carve me sick,
you cut my heart out,
you shape me to weakness.
I have a crush on you,
and you crush me.
You hurt me.
You kill me.