You break my heart,
And whine that I'm a nervous wreck.
You mess up my mind,
And think of me as the worst overthinker.
You play with my feelings,
And say, my emotions get the better off me.
You showed me oblivion repetitively,
And complain of being tired of the dramatic cycle.
But do you know what I wish now?
Do you know what I hope and pray?
That our lives will be exchanged...
In this Almost love story.
That the YOU will be ME or YOU will be I. And the YOUR will be MY.