Love feels an awful lot like fear
Is it supposed to
I barely breathe when you are near
Do I engross you
Who I am in the morning doesn't recognise myself at night
Who I am without warning when I see your smile in the moonlight
Love feels familiar to me now
It's like grieving
It doesn't matter, anyhow
You'll be leaving
Who am I when I'm walking past your house while I call your phone
Who am I now I'm balking at the thought of being alone
Love feels like any other doubt
It consumes me
You're not all that I think about
But you'll soon be