i don't know who i want you to be
anymore

i wanted you.
only you.
curled into you on the couch.
your eyes.
running my fingers through your hair and down your back over and over.
soft neck kisses.
stories in the dark.
bad singing in bed.

all i wanted you to be was stuck in that time.
mine.

i wanted to be the girl you told your friends back home about.
the girl u told your sister about.
the one you'd show off.
i wanted you to want me.

our sweet nights faded
as everything does --

i settled for being the girl you just wanted to ****.
even if it was nothing to you,
it kept you here.
at least it meant you wanted me -- part of me.
then, all you had to be was the guy who called me at 3 am after the party was over.
because at least you'd call.

i don't know who i want you to be anymore.