How Do I Breathe

I’m falling in, oh so deep,
Was it called head over heels?
Or did I miss a line somewhere,
And this isn’t how it feels.

Because I can tell you it’s love,
But that’s simply my interpretation.
My way of saying I want to be his,
Despite the separations.

The distance that’s standing there,
Is nothing but a measurement of time.
The people trying to stop it,
Simply make me want to make him mine.

The way I’m feeling today,
Is different to yesterday.
Because I’ve never wanted someone,
Never in this way.

I miss him like crazy,
And I can’t stop thinking about it.
I have to stop the memories,
Because their effect I’ll never admit.

So why is that I feel so insecure,
When he’s said he feels the same?
Is it the difference in interpretation,
That’s got me feeling estranged?

Or maybe it’s my ****** up past,
That’s got me freaking out.
I can’t blame him for that,
But that won’t stop the doubt.

The doubts that say he’s like them,
Even though I know he’s not.
The doubts that say he’s not worth it,
When he’s all I want, all I’ve got.

This is just me, letting the world know,
That I fail in relationships all too often.
But for once I care if I **** up,
Because this is now, that was then.

Maybe if I heard it, one more time,
That without a doubt he wants me.
I could stop my head from rolling,
I could stop the insecurity.

But asking him makes me head case,
And not knowing makes me a freak.
So I’m asking the world for help,
How the **** do I breathe?