I've grown tired of trying to figure out what you mean when you spit words out in the open,
You're a puzzle piece I've desperately tried to put together,
But none of the pieces fit together the way they once did .
You paint me a picture of the perfection I hope we'll find together,
But you pull it off the wall and slam it into the ground when I spend too much time admiring it.
I do not ever wish to hate you or to stay away for too long,
But lately being away from you is the best I could've done for myself.
Sometimes I spend time at the train station wondering if I should get on,
Sometimes I stand in front of the phone booth and fight dialing your number that's written at the top of my head.
It isn't hard to fall asleep anymore,
But I'm always awake at 2 in the morning wondering if you're sleeping alone.
I wish I could see you in the black suit I saw you in the night we first met,
But I burned that too as soon as you walked out on me.
I still hope we find our way back to each other,
But it's hard to return back into your arms when I can't tell if you actually mean it when you say you never want me to leave again.