You push me away then pull me close and you reject me and tell me you miss me and act liek nothing is wrong and share random stuff one moment not talk to me for days next and somehow in this push-pull friendship of ours everytime you come back after hurting me for days, weeks, sometimes months on end everytime you talk sweet to me after harsh words everytime you pretend like everything is cool and nothing happened and you didn't hurt me brushing it off as bad mood, bad day, bad timing. everytime you bounce back i get annoyed with the fact that i don't even pretend to be okay. that it really is okay all that matters at the moment is we are friends again and you are talking to me again and i can't not care and i can't shut you off the way you shut me off. i guess this is what it means to love the unlovable.