I keep seeing you everywhere,
It's sad but it's true.
I have tried everything to get you out of my head,
But I can't stop loving you.
Whenever I feel the wind brush my shoulder,
I search around for your touch.
It's never you that I feel about me,
I must long for you a little too much.
I see your face in the sky,
It always makes me smile,
Sometimes I pretend its you that's next to me,
And I stick around for a longer while.
Is this any more than love?
Would "stalker" well define me?
I don't think so, I can't define it,
But maybe it's just a stroke of insanity...
