Yes, I'm talking to you. You listenin'? I hope you are. Sorry, if I'm being mean, but it's just that...you don't do much of it these days (listening, I mean). Or is it the only thing you do?
I don't know. I can never tell.
I never knew that this day would come. I didn't think this could be so tiring.
I hate that dealing with this sucks all the energy out of me...
I hate that I'm so vulnerable. I hate that you make me feel so unimportant. It wasn't supposed to be like that. Isn't that exactly what you're not supposed to do?
Did I expect too much? Maybe.
I dislike how you make me feel like I'm stalking you.
I know it's not like that, but my heart never understands no matter how hard I try. You know how it is, don't you?
I don't like how you hold such power over me. I hate it even more when it feels like I don't hold the same power over you.
I hate how my brain creates a mental picture of you, drumming, whenever I listen to your favourite songs.
I hate how I give up my favourite tv show to make time to talk to you each day only to hear you say "I'll call you back in a while". Which, of course, doesn't happen until the next 24 hours.
I hate how I can't resist when you call back. No matter what kind of situation I'm in. How can I? We only get to see each other once in two months, if we're really lucky.
I hate how all that I think/talk/write about, is you
I hate how I'm feeling like this.
How about showing me some love?
Let's make a deal.
I'll give you some space. You give me some of your time.
Let's create a continuum of our own.
Let's be mad. Let's be selfish when it comes to each other. Let's be possessive and show it. Let's be crazily in love.
Let's be US.