In the month of July

I have known you for a year why do I feel this now,
you were always so beautiful how is it so unbearable somehow.
is it you, is it me or has the time changed?
all these feelings all of a sudden it kind of feels strange.

 I might have gone too ahead, who am I to judge,
if you ever read this, please don't hold any grudge.
I did what my heart told me to do,
I write down things I feel, and I wish you would too.

I knew that morning it was my end when I saw you smile,
restless, lost, anxious haven't even slept in a while.
since that one touch of yours I haven't known peace,
can't sleep can't eat can't relax what is this disease?

ever so nice ever so happy it's not your fault,
I was already wounded you just brought me the salt.
I have seen you smile through joy smile through your pain,
if I could borrow them from you I would do it over and over again.
all I want is to see you happy and you doing well,
if for that you had to please burn me in hell.