Addiction

Funny how you can change my mood in instant, realizing now that my fantasy has giving way to addiction.

Addiction, addicted to how you make me feel.

I live for those moments we connect because I know it's real and I actually feel something, emotion, which is weird as fuck.
Your attention is my drug and I can't get enough, so I take another hit knowing it might be bad for me.

I just know when I'm with you I'm actually happy.
I like you and I can admit I got a crush, but I don't want your last name I just want your touch.

Feel like I'm walking through a maze a zombie in a daze, don't know where this path is leading hopefully to eden.
I just want to see the sunrise with your face next to me in surprise.

You're my weekend getaway, I can't stay away or runaway and save my heart cause I don't like being apart.
I just want to stand here and be brave and admit it's you I crave and for you to hold my hand and say you like me.

That would be really nice, see cause now I'm all confused, don't know if you feeling some way or just doing you.
I'm just tired of misunderstanding so just take my hand and give me some clarity because no matter what you think, appearance isn't everything.