i have no right

because when i see you it makes me want to die. it's like this ripping at my heart with some kind of heat and blister. because i haven't the right to ask this. i haven't the right to feel this way on into the midnights. because i feel like i'll never be good enough. because i want to think that i'm special to you. because it hurts so much. but yes, i am in love with you.