Carousel

I don't know what's real anymore.
I don't know where I'm going,
or if I'm even going anywhere.
Am I just regressing?

I'm walking into this,
blind faith leading me.

I could crash and burn,
and I could ruin this.
But even now,
it's been too long since I've been in your arms.

It's been two months.
Are we doing better or worse?

I love when you say those cute things to me.
And when you smile, my heart jumps.
What am I doing,
besides falling head over heels?

What have you done to me?
Why is the ground dropping from beneath me?

There's a smile tugging at my lips,
just thinking of you.
It's scary to feel myself craving someone,
but I still can't wait to see you again.

This carousel could continue,
as long as you're here.

There is so much I have to say,
but it all fades around you.
I'm sorry I can't focus,
but I'm focused on your lips forming those words.

I'm so crazy about you.
You have no idea.

I just want to kiss you again.
I always want to kiss you again.
It seems like I'm crazy, or obsessed,
but I'm not.

I just can't stand being away from you.
I refuse to let you go.

When you're angry, I'm hurt.
When you're hurt, I'm angry.
We're spinning around and around,
on my carousel.

Please don't let it stop.
This carousel is what keeps the rest of life a blur.

You make me forget that today I cried.
I forgot I cried.
You're one that I don't want to lose.
It seems like you're getting farther away.

Why do I find you here?
Only to have to let you go?