Crush
I met you, you met me, I fell in love directly
the moment passed by but my soul got stuck in there exactly
I think your vibe's deadly, coz it's killing me every
waking hour, I don't even know what's more unhealthy
obsession I'm obsessed with or the love that I'm blessed with
I wish I had a lady for in gown for the tux that I'm dressed in
I'm sitting by my self on a table meant for two
in a networking event no-one seems to be getting through
I don't even have a clue, don't even know what to do
all this liquor feels water, coz he alcohol, it's you
now the family feels neutral and friends overrated
because no-one gets the point and I'm all over explaining
now I'm tapping to a self' where my heart, I don't engage it
all the plane of emotions, affections I'm tryna harbour and cage them
And on the very noon I'm feeling myself and relaxed
I spot you in the crowd alone, here I come, relapse
Copyright © Harshit Dandelia | Year Posted 2021
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