When I love, I love hard.

For years and years.

Full of false hope,

And full of tears.

I get attached,

Maybe obsessed.

I lose my mind,

I get distressed.

And I doubt,

You feel the same.

I don't even know,

If you remember my name.

Since we've met, seven.

Since we've spoke, two.

I'm so sorry my love

Happens to be you.