you didn't remember my birthday when i told you the first time
but when you told me yours
it was marked in my head
you don't know my favorite color
because you never asked me
but i know yours
it's red
you don't know any of the musicians i like
but i know yours
you don't know how many siblings i have
but i know yours
you don't remember that i'm afraid of relationships
but i remembered every single word you told me
of how people have made you feel less as a human
why do i try so hard to make you stay
when you don't even know
who i am?
when you're not even interested
you just love that i give you attention
how dumb of me to think
you would remember
when
you don't remember
****

i'm afraid you're going to say no
i'm afraid you're going to tell me we can't
i'm afraid you won't include me too
i'm afraid that everything we did to get where we are
was meant for nothing
meant to be destroyed
i'm afraid that if you leave you'll come back again
for the third time
i keep letting you in
and i shouldn't
but i desire your attention
your voice
and your words
i need you
but you don't need me, apparently
please
i hope you know how i truly feel
and i hope you're keeping track of the small things i tell you
i'm so scared that the moments we shared
are now over
forever

you tell me you don't know
you don't know whether to choose between
the friend or the girlfriend
why the **** is your girlfriend a choice
telling me you're bored
so i fed into your entertainment
and you loved it
but that was before i knew
i was going to be the grenade in your lives
i thought we had something special
but i'm not even on your mind
and she isn't even on your mind
then
who are you really thinking of?
if it's not me
or her
what's your new victims name?

i can't stop thinking about you
there.
i said it.
i hypocrite you for lying
when i'm a liar too
when you asked me
"do you like like me"
i said "i don't"
LIAR.
but also
i didn't lie because i don't know if i would ever go through this
with you
i keep sugarcoating how i feel
and who you are as a person
you're actually really horrible
but i also think you're good too
and good always triumphs over bad
would you ever bother to tell me that you
want me
think of me
hate me
and need me
or would i be the only bold one?
because that would ****
a lot
i still want to be with you though