Laying here with you
4 bowls in.
I feel the rush through my body as were here skin to skin

Laying here with you
My window open wide
Nothing could go wrong with you by my side

Laying here with you
Pandora playing softly
Goodnight, sweet dreams, you sure are lovely.

When you put your hand over your closed eye,
And you can feel your eye moving underneath your heavy fingers,
It reminds me of the fact that my brittle heart can still beat,
Under the weight of the thick venom all around it.

I hate you because I love you too much.
But I love you too much to ever hate you.
So I take it back.
But at the same time I don't.

You were attracted to me.
You came CLOSE to wanting me.
Why didn't you get there?
Why didn't you explore those attractions and lustful thoughts?
I would've if I knew you didn't mind.
And I sure didn't mind.
How did you come CLOSE to wanting to love me and hold me and touch me?
How close did you come?
How far away were you?
Was there anything I could've done to pull you closer?
Was there something I did to push you away?
You say, "but now I'm just not attracted"
Did you just wake up one day and think differently?
Did you just flip a switch and not want to love me the way you almost did?
I have so many questions for you.
But I'll never ever be able to ask them.

I hate you.
Because I love you.