Ahh man, fuck this shit, I’m about to go

The feelings are getting stronger.
People are watching the way you look at me.
You have me under surveillance.
Watch yourself or you might get caught,
in feelings that you’re trying so hard to hide.

You want me.
Your eyes follow as I walk by.
You strike conversation with me with no real thought.
We watch each other work.

Do you care?
I do not care anymore.
You have a girlfriend.
You had a girlfriend.
She will know that you cheated.

Something is wrong.
My mind is fading.
The truth is you’re with her,
but I still want you.

The second she sees you with me,
she will know that you betrayed her.
The way you stare screams cheater.
This is done.
I can’t do this anymore.

Fuck this shit, I’m gone