i was thinking about investing some time in you,
but what will that cost me?
suddenly my sanity is at stake because I know that you,
you will make me care about the little things that never mattered to me before,
and god i don't want to need you
so please don't make me.
don't touch me so gently,
with soft lips and fingertips
and stop looking at me like I matter,
like I just might mean something important to you
don't stay up late to talk to me
or play with my hair when we lay together
I know you remember that I like 4 sugars in my coffee,
how I bite my lip when I'm anxious
and that I have a mole hidden high on my upper left thigh
but maybe for my sake
forget all this and leave me alone
before it's too late and we're both
lost