Nurse The Soul

Before you get close to me, I have to let you know, that I am not like other girls.
At first, I will be crazy about you, I will try my hardest to lure you into my life. I will romanticize about you, I will magnify your beauty and minimize your flaws. My whole life will be about you, and my happiness will depend on your approval.
But this infatuation, it’s blind darling, because once the honeymoons over, your flaws become intolerable and your beauty will slowly fade in my eyes.
The emptiness in my soul will start to arrise again, the emptiness that uses infatuation for fullness.
You’re a drug that starts to lose it’s power, and I begin to seek for a better hit, elsewhere.
The love and security you give me will feel too heavy for me, until I withdraw at a distance.
You will keep trying your hardest to please me baby, but you can’t.
For I already have my eyes on somebody else; some fresh medicine to help plaster the void my father left me.