I wish we were taking out this mortgage for a place of our own. I wish we still spoke. I wish we still spoke of our plans to move in together. I wish you still loved me. I wish I could still feel your love. I can’t feel it anymore and I’ve never been so cold.
No one ever finds me as disappointing and annoying as you do.
Typically I get along with people and am considered to go with the flow.
You make me feel like quicksand… like everyone should run or I’ll swallow them.
Maybe I should so they’ll stay.