Baby, This Time Kill Me A Bit Softer

Its a 'flavor of the week' epidemic,
And I've got it bad
Screaming your name in ecstasy
"I want you now!"
They say patience is a virtue,
Too bad I have none
I cant wait any longer
Feel like I'm going to explode
This kind of love is like a disease,
Suffering from symptoms of you
It's a sickness not even a doctor can cure
Makes me sweat,
Turns your stomach inside out
Grab on to something quick
You're about to fall down
You make it so hard to hate you,
Even though your in my head
Your controlling how I feel
I never wanted to love you,
But your so much stronger than me
Trying to hold back
But your slowly taking over
I'm losing energy
I tell myself I'm strong enough
But I wonder do I mean it?
It's impossible to deny you
But baby truth is,
Nothings ever truly impossible

Love,
Cupids Survivor.