I Want You Back
I was always there, enchanting myself with every detail of you, with every gesture of yours, your mannerisms, the way you throw your hair back, the way your face frowns when you're worried about something—all of this enchanted me so much about you to the point that I was sick for you.
Yes, I am sick with love; you are my disease. I'm so sick that I was content with just being by your side this whole time. I tried to control the immense desire to have you because I wanted you to love me, and I was almost there. You were almost loving me; I was almost there, but then your nightmare returned, and you went after her as a real bitch goes after her owner.