Hopelessly romanticising anyone who shows me an ounce of kindness
I know my vision's not 100% but my lord, what is this blindness?
At some point in time I lost track of my behaviour,
Because now, I find that this delusion is the thing that I savour.

It's like I know I'll never live the real thing so why not fantisise?
But what happens when fantasy soaks into my real life?
It's to hell with it then isn't it? I stop and I have to re-evaluate.
I'm like dude, dude this is too much, stop, but then it's already way too late

I take the bait
everything single time
memorize the page
just to forget the most important line

But i guess it gives me material for these corny cheesy writings I write
so I guess it's probably worth it,
I will always take the bite



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