I've gone back and forth between your reality
and my dreams
and realized that I'm nothing you could ever need.
I've gone from hate to love
to hate
to endless admiration
in seconds I've lost to you.
I want you here.
I'm sorry about my hang-ups,
I've left them out in the cold
to bleed upon the bare pavement
of my extinguished mind.
You are so close
but so fucking far away
that my mouth isn't even capable
of uttering a single goodbye,
because I'm still under the assumption
that you've never left.
How can you leave a place you've never set
foot on?
Step all over me
I'll give you the time of day
Fuck you
I'll love you anyway.