Tuesday, July 28, 2009

I wish you didn't have this much of an affect on me.

I want a confrontation but I'm afraid of what you'll say.
I don't want to be your friend but I want you to make me forgive you.
I don't want to fight but I want you to fight for me.
I want to stop caring but I want you to miss me.
I hate you but mostly I hate myself because of you.

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