I need to tell you how you make me feel.
You make me wanna die.
You make me wanna stay alive.
You bring me to the brink of happiness.
Then you take it away.
Why can't I leave you be?
Why do I have to feel a thing towards you?
There's someone else who wants me, who could give me what I really want but I can't feel that for them.
It's all because of you.
I want you to want me like that.
It's killing me.
It's making me angry.
I bottle it up and fall all over again.
Then you smack my hand away.
You pull away.
Just fuck you.
I don't know what to do.
I want you so bad but I can't have you.
You are unreachable,
untouchable,
cold,
dead,
and I love that about you.
Why?
Why must I torment myself with these thoughts?
You are my great tormenter.
You are my great lover.
I still feel you.
Somebody save me.
I'm going under again.
I'm floating away,
In that great ocean of you.
Somebody save me.
I'm going under.