Why did you say you L # $ @ me? Was it a lie? How can I learn to believe you, when everyone's told me otherwise? ^ Is it too late? % Am I too late? Do you no longer care for me? Am I no longer worthy or your attention, when I don't sing your praises? When I don't # * hang onto ; - every word ~ & + you say? =
If I told you I ! & % E you, would that change a thing?
Is there anything I can do? Were we ever truly friends? Was I just a game to you? + Am I that disposable that replaceable = that obtainable? . @ ^ . . * Will I ever learn? When will my eyes stop meeting yours? When will they stop searching for you in every room and - & & - every city and & & - every particle that grazes my eye?
Why do I miss you? What can I do to make this better? I know it's not my job to but with you- with you I feel like I have to, you know? Why can't I lie to you ?
Do Do you you Do you still L @ % ! V # $ 0 V & ^ 3 still Me ?
all-too lasting questions asked in an experimental style; i still don't understand you- i don't think i ever will.