I've got to remember

[samariebaby]

to stop planning my life.
at least my life with you.
remind me every once in a while
not to talk like we're one,
not to incorporate you & I into an "us"
because we aren't, even at our best, there's only a you, and only a me, but no us.

you remind me sometimes, that you're basically letting me know,
you're gonna hurt me eventually.

so stop planning my life.
it would only be pretend, only in vain,
him drinking my soda when he runs out of his own,
his putting my car keys in his pocket,

it never really means anything.

fuck me running, i already knew all that.