Limerence with a side of self awareness

Tell me, do you even know me?
Not just because you know my name, age, or even my hobbies
But do you even know me?
If I showed you the whole iceberg, what will you do?

Was it over now?

Please don't ever come back again
I'm scared I might run into your arms and forget the mess you made me back then

Weaster Hut Jr.'s

Still felt being haunted
That I can't feel to be wanted
Even if I begin again
I can only see the dead end

Roses are red
Like the roses you gave to me
Here lies all the unsaid feelings and messages that are meant for thee...