As we talked the tension kept rising.
Both of us removing the fog from our mirror,
Striping each other of our disguises.

You blame me for the things that you have done.
Throwing your body upon me getting an arise out of me,
Yet you say I sang the song you have sung.

You hate surprises this is no surprise to me,
Funny because every time I let you back in,
You surprise me!

Now you say I flirt?
That you worry about my connections?
Odd. My feelings are inert.

You give a hug to every guy you see, I wave casually.
You talk to them on and on, I give a quick hi and then so long.
You talk **** about me, when I am standing right there!
I don't dare but clearly you don't care.

You say it's over...
I don't know what you mean.
You say the conversation,
I disagree.
You shout a "No!" and say your sorry at once.
Another "I love you" thrown at me.
I repeat it back, as if I've been doing it for months...