Guilt Attacks

You make my heart beat faster

For all the wrong reasons

I feel like I have PTSD

And I have panic attacks

They sure are a strong reminder

That I made a fucking mistake...

That theses everyday conversation

Where a waste of time

And that giving you my time

Was the peak of my downfall

Understand that I'm not mad at you

I'm mad at myself for leading you

To think that we were a possible outcome of your fantasy

And that my present would someday reflect your future

When I think of you

All your name echoes with is the PAST