I think we actually said it the way we meant it this time.

I hope you’re right, when our hands touch for the
First time we’ll be able to just be us.
Able to figure it all out,
How to make the four thousand mile distance
Not matter as much as it does now.

I’ve never loved anyone this much.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

You told me that
If I was dating your best friend
You’d betray them and **** me anyway.

And yet.

You don’t want to be with me?
Or do you?
I don’t ******* know.

Oh and you said my type
Is girls who are

emotionally unavailable,

Which is sort of true I suppose.

I love being played around, don’t you?

Hearing your voice puts me at ease.
I can talk to you about anything,
Struggles dreams wants needs.
I’m quiet when I’m okay,
I like listening to you talk about anything,
Whatever’s on your mind
Or that's happened during the time
I’m asleep and you’re awake.
I like listening to you, and I like watching you
As you talk about something you’re passionate about,
gestures and everything.

My favourite time is when we’re both sleepy,
Closing our eyes and opening them to just smile at each other.
Yknow cats blink at humans to show their love?

(apparently anyway)

I’ve noticed that I do that to you.
Who knows what it means.

We’re back to normal now,
I think we are anyway.
We should probably talk things through.
But for now,
I’m enjoying being us again.

so things are unbearably awkward.
exactly like my fights with her
two years ago.

I didn’t ever want to feel like this again
and yet here I am.
two years later
I’m back in this place.
I don’t know what to do,
I don’t want to lose you
but things are hard and weird
and I hate this.

please don’t leave me.

I miss you
I hate you
I miss you
I love you
I can’t be mad at you but I am.
I want to go back to the way we were
But once you’ve lied,
I second guess everything you say.
If you’ve lied about something
I don’t believe anything you say.

Should I swallow my pride and message you?
Or is that going to backfire because you are
Exactly like her.
And she’s hurt me more times than I can count
And I still come crawling back.
I feel myself having the same feelings for you
As I did two years ago.
Despite everything,
I still want a hug.

I forgive you.
I still love you.
I can’t stay mad at you.