We can’t keep playing these games.
I need to figure out what I’m doing to myself.
I ran away from my mistakes (problems)
And now they’re catching up to me.

You know I’ll always love you,
But right now I just don’t like you.
I miss the trust, the openness.
I miss the freedom, the space.

~x~

Why did you kiss me?
Why do you hold me, and tell me what I want to hear?
I wish I could do the same, I sincerely do.
But I think we both know that it’s not meant to be.
I realize that I did what I said I was never going to do:
I ran away when things got difficult
i was afraid, and I still am.
I lost friends because of ‘us’, and I can’t let it happen again.