I have came here to iron out the wrinkles
The ones I dearly have with Loneliness
I haven’t forgotten about other untouched laundry
But see this is a bit of an emergency, an annoyance
Actually, let me, strike while my feelings are hot
Good day Loneliness, what’s your problem Dude?
What is this niche you have about me and her?
Don’t, Oh! Boy me, you know who I’m talking about
Why would you make me look at her that way,
Keeping rewinding memories of her smile
Her perfect white teeth blinding me over again,
Over again and again recalling her scent and touch
How she says my name and how I melt to her call?
Say what now? No, of course this is not about love,
Sure, sure, I’m sure. How can I been inlove with her,
I mean it’s me the wounded, dead and burried
I can’t possibly feel love for her, she’s into girls
Now you see, making me think of her that way?
Of course, it doesn’t bother me who she dates
I’m bothered by you disturbing my quite moments
By inserting her into my mind, while minding mine.
Yeah! Right, thin line between you and love, Stop.
Just stop, if it’s love let it jump up, down and under
In her presence, you don’t have any nosey business
Sticking her voice softness, curious eyes, mmmh!
Ooh No no.. You don’t, you see what I mean, please.
Feeling lonely it’s natural and so being alone is ok.
Loneliness, would you let me be if I texted her?