I’m distracted my body is an obstacle, preventing my mind from where it wants to be which is to be close to you scan your movements like my job is a security camera and you are the shoplifter.
Insecurity makes me a liability because I’m unable to trust where you say you’re going to be so I follow. Like a copycat, in Central Park only interested in your tips and remarks I feel distant. A stranger to your palms I can’t hold on to the hopes of being with you because you are with someone else or is it you want to be with someone else? I’m not sure you never were clear with your stance in that regard, everything is hazy I’m uneasy; is what you say really what I want to hear? You say you want him I hear that it’s nothing, you say we can’t be, I hear you miss me. It’s all one big math problem and it’s not working out in my favour. I want us to go up together but you keep me outside, grounded like a flight risk while you take off with another; the naked truth.
Been too long since we touched you say it’s because of busy schedules but my calendar is always clear for you. Where is your appetite, are you full because all your time is consumed with him? Well I’m upset- can’t stomach the thought of you being with that bad idea; I want amnesia. Wish I could forget I met you, the first day I called you, the times we exchanged emotions and fluids, the first time I said I love you. But if I get that wish I’m sure I will be in a greater quandary. On the plus side I would have never met you but on the negative I would have never met you.
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