Not of You

And I doubt

Not of you, more of me

If I'm enough for just being me

Will I suffice?

Have had tons of lies.

And I fear

Not of you, more of me

What if I'm wrong this time

How are you different than last time

Can't take it to be left behind.

And I'm curious

Not of you, more of me

Am I capable of such an emotion

Isn't this but a fascination

Oh, my insides tell otherwise.

And I'm overjoyed

It's cheesy overload

I'm the pioneer advocate of anti-cheesyness

Yet I always find myself smiling on your texts

Think I'm changing sides.

-tups