"We treat mishaps like sinking ships and
I know that I don't want to be out to drift
Well I can see it in your eyes like I taste your lips and
They both tell me that we're better than this"

Why do we have to be enemies every other week? Why does everything I do have to have a hidden intention to hurt you? It never does. It's always the opposite. I always have your best intention in mind even if it doesn't show. I don't know the best way to show it. But I can guarantee I've never cared for someone like I do for you. If my words don't have enough worth then if you were to tell me what to do to show you I'd do it in a second. Except now I don't know how to act. I've never worried about myself not being good enough for someone until I met you. You deserve so much more than anyone can give including me. Now I fear losing you every day. Every day I'm unsure what goes on in your head about us and it worries me because since I met you my feelings for you have only gotten stronger. For the days in which you let me know I have you, and it's just me and you, I never take for granted. Tell me this isn't love and I'll know love doesn't exist. At least not for me. Not with anyone else in the world except you.