i can't remember the last time i wasn't thinking about you.
you are seeping into my dreams and my bones and my blood,
and i am so angry.

i know that it is late and that you are asleep and that you are dreaming of someone else,
but valentine's day is in four days and it isn't too late for you to kiss me.
please.

i hate being clingy and desperate and i know you aren't into that,
but you don't really seem to mind when she does it.
so why do i keep getting pushed to the back?

when did i start letting you get away with everything you want?
you could burn your name into my skin and i would say okay.
i don't know what else to say to you.

i am afraid i will say "i love you"
and then i would lose you forever,
and i don't want to lose someone i never had.