"I just want your kiss"

You talk to me
like we connect
but I don't even know
if we're still friends.
It's so confusing,
understanding you
is making me not want to do
the things that I know I should do,
but I trip fast and then I lose
and I hate looking like a fool...

The lights are on and someone's home
but I'm not sure if they're alone. There's someone else inside my head living there too, filling me with dread.
This paranoia is distressing
and I spend most of my nights guessing
"Are we not, are we together;
Will this make our lives much better?"...

Now, I'm messed up,
it's not the first time.
I'm not saying you're not on my mind.
I hope that you don't think I'm unkind...