Russell and the limerence
Ok, practical mind, combat my idealistic whim
What was it about him?
What was it about him?
That flooded me with insanity
Definitely created by me.
Got to be.
Because he wouldn’t come to me. That’s why there’s no such thing as: meant to be.
It was me
It was limerence.
Confirmation bias found in coincidence
What broke my heart in two?
It was me, that’s who.
It was limerence
Logic give me deliverance
It was limerence
It was limerence
It was limerence
Feelings, get out, get thee hence.
It was limerence.
But man, just that coincidence
And the feelings I was feeling
Am feeling
Damn it, I was healing
But that emotion
like Challenger Deep, deep in the ocean
Like, I’ve downed the whole damn bottle of his apathetic love potion:
That pits heart against head, at near constant commotion.
Melissa, it’s just mad to think it could result in devotion
Your pragmatism, right now, is not in proportion
He failed to do his portion.
It wasn’t real
And you did heal
know it’s ok to be sad…
Don’t gaslight yourself: you’re not crazy, not mad:
And these words interrupt: “feel the pain that he had?”
No, stop, I mean Melissa, come on!
Remember the things that went on?
How much he did you wrong?
shamed your song.
You did not get a long.
It’s all gone, you’ve moved too.
Remember the sting you went through?
He doesn’t think of you.
He called you just a nuisance
Let Sam give his two cents
He called you a cunt
Really, he was just that blunt
He called you a bitch
Enlisted Sam to hunt for a witch
He called you a baby
There IS NO what may be…
Russell, I can’t think of you…
Melissa, argh stop, who are you even talking to?
Look at you.
It’s through.
at the end, he just hated me.
Never dated me.
just hated me.
just. hated…. me…
And my cool logic brain game
Gave what happened a name:
it was limerence.
“But, listen…remember…that cardinal coincidence.”
No, you dumb emotion brain
You’re absolutely insane
Hush up stupid words that float through air.
Like some mythical prayer
Poetic whispers: “Do I feel you?
“This feeling? Is it real you?”
because I swear
I know something bigger was there.
And I swear
you’re aware,
“I can feel you and your soul pang…
In me, it still remains…
I sense your pain:
What you’ve lost, what you’ve gained
And you hear My name
Tell me,
Is there something bigger out there?
Because I swear, you’re aware.
No, Stop, Melissa, that was a limerence scare. Melissa, You’re aware.
