you in my mind

When I clear my mind 

I just push you down deeper

into my core

until I just can't tell the difference

between thinking you and feeling you

now you have become part of me

and I'm tired of falling

but I can't seem to stop

even when somebody offers their hand

because it has to be your hand,

and I try to get over it but then

you come back and tie me up again

and I don't want to hurt anyone

but that's hurting me

and I am so, so tired

of working so hard to get you out,

except 

you will always be a part of me

and I can't stop my mind

from thinking about you, rationalizing

every little detail meaning the world

a world that I can't just live in

when you're here, somewhere

most definitely within me

but maybe I'm just seeing what I want to see

and that can't ever be enough