What could this desire be that is driving me insane?
Ever since the last time I had it, things have not been the same.
I am used to how it makes me feel deep down inside.
I try so hard to not let this take control.
Being without that feeling has gotten old.
It makes me smile when I frown,
And lifts me up when I’m down.
I crave it so much that it starts to hurt.
It’s walking over me as if I’m dirt.
I try to look way beyond the pain.
It feels like my days of sunshine have been taken over by rain.
I know there comes a time when you must let it float up above.
I believe my desire is the thing called love.