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You frustrate me,
You silly girl,
Drive me completely insane.

I truly want to cry,
You make me want to cry!
To what purpose?

It's so confusing,
I have very little answers,
Of this strange plague.

This is a disease,
Something that won't go quietly,
Something I don't want to go.

It makes me miss you,
And it rips me apart,
And I call it a "good" feeling.

I must be insane,
To be in pain,
And be happy about it.

I'm not supposed to miss people,
Not like this,
Not this much.

It's such a new feeling,
That I feel lost,
Within my own emotions.

When I wander around lost,
My thoughts turn to you,
And suddenly I'm no longer lost.

I'm lost,
And your found,
And together we go hand in hand.

We make a circle,
We make a bond,
And this bond is love.