I fucking hate you. I mean, I love you and I want to be with you forever, but I don't want to be with you forever.
You sicken me. Make me not want to eat, deprive me of my sleep.
You're taking all of my love and I let you. I let you because I know that I'm drawn to you no matter what. You pull me from everyone and everything and I hate it. It pisses me off.
You call me and I flutter. You hold me and I fall apart. You kiss me and I burst aflame. You love me and I dissociate. I fucking hate you so much and you have no fucking idea.
I feel like your love for me is.. circumstantial. You love me here, you love me there. Does your love for them spread everywhere else? I know, i know. You're just friendly and I'm manic and I'm thinking too much, but you allow it. And maybe it's because you don't know and I can't tell you because I'm afraid of you.
I'm lost without you. Or maybe I've found a way and don't want to tell you, because I'm also afraid of losing you. Losing you and all of your greatness, your issues, your green, and your blue. I don't know. But I know you're not going to let my love escape and I fucking hate that.
