In the Face
Why do you do this to me? Throw things directly in my face. Make me feel sorry for you. Make me feel for you. Why? Are you trying to prove a point? Because it's been proven. A long time ago. You love me. I love you. You want me. I don't want you. I thought we discussed this. Finalized it. I try to make myself go on. And there you are. Telling me things that I want to hear. Showing me you care. And I don't want you to. You just won't go. It's not like ... I want you to go. I want you to stay. But I don't want things the way you want them. I like things better as friends. Were we ever friends? Yes. I think. Years ago. Before something hit us and fucked everything up. Can't we go back to 9th grade? When things were simple? Before life got in the way. Before we had experiences. Now we have history. I want to be ... Fuck I don't even know what I'm saying anymore.
"All I want is not to need you now"
"All I want is not to need you now"