The Inverted Narcissist

I could be an inverted narcissist...I would never know
Then I'd have a reason for why i say i love you so
So many details i tend to forget,
That we are strangers
In a not so strange way we met
But what's the danger
Should i be scared of my regret
Or should i acknowledge this...
That I'm outside of the normalcy
Of the inner weirdness I truly miss
So many stories that pass us by
Yet, in denial I don't believe
That i can even begin to try
And see that they all end the same
Am i selfish...
Maybe not...
But all the mystery and exploring
Enlightens me and tells me
That our history suffers from youthful maturing
But i am selfish to assume you would never change
Because you are a narcissist all the same
So from afar i can calmly see
What used to be close still remains
What used to be