done with you.

I was last with you two weeks ago, since then times have been hard.

Everybody tells me to drop you, forget about you,

and should have never gotten acquainted with you.

Then fourteen days ago I did the unexpected... I stopped coming back to you.

Since then I've been having a hard time dealing with stress and adversity.

Whenever I feel overwhelmed with anxiety, you bring me back to Earth.

Whether it be for a second or three minutes, you put me in a trance.

I feel emancipated whenever you're with me.

I wish I can put my lips on you again...

But I mustn't...