I miss you before you leave

I feel things I can't believe

I find myself to be distraught

In a battle that can't be fought

You're the object of my affection

One glance at you and I felt the infection

I'm going crazy in this cell

Imprisoned in this makeshift Hell

I can't distinguish fake from real

I can't believe just how I feel

You put me in a state of craze

Trapped within a torture maze...

...You're the one that I need

The one I can't live without

You alone give me things

And feelings I can't doubt...

It's dangerous and overwhelming

In my mind, a psycho is dwelling.