I woke up in the middle of the night to scratch this out...I'm not sure if a dream or just recent events have spawned it, but well...here goes...
Everyday you put the lie to everything you say, even the untruths
Don't play dice with me, but I guess it's 6s and 7s tonight
You maintain a little less than your customary 3 feet of distance
I hope one day you know how bad you hould have wanted me, not because I want your regret
I'll probably still be here, not waiting, but here
Even if you just never find some one who moves like I do
I hope it's something else, but I suppose that'll have to do
True hate only comes from real love or real friendship
But all I hate is me
And truly being yours when you don't even want me
Never has science fiction seemed such a welcome escape
Parallel universes born out of different choices made
But it's only a dream
You even dream of me, or so you say
Staring out progressive windows at me
I should have let it be, left myself
Forever driving away in your memory
Instead I played the toy
Desperately wanting to be yours
Hurt me so I can feel better
Cunt
