I'd wonder if you truly want me and then I'd remember, you'd say you were afraid of commitment.
I'd wonder what made you kiss me and then I remember, all you want is ***.
I'd wonder why you'd look at me with swirls of blue slow dancing in your eyes, and that glimmer of hope ignited in my bones and then I'd remember, you always told me I was "hot".
I'd wonder why you grabbed my hand like that and intertwined your fingers with mine then I'd remember, you did things like that on your own accord and when I asked if you'd hold my hand, you always refused.
I still wonder if you meant it when you said you loved me but then I remember when I asked you, "Do you love me like I love you, or...?" You responded with, "Like I want to ******* love"