I'm sure if I smiled a little more, your eyes would have twitched
more than usual. You know this isn't me, but then again, who is it? I'm not sure what I am, where I'm from, or what I'm doing here, but you are the only person who wants me here, and since I can't accept that fact, I'm a long shot runner, with a bad habit of seeing through things.
You think your heart aches? Try mine, babe. You haven't seen the worst me, and I have surely felt the worst of you. I'm no longer a verb, but I'm not an adjective. You know I only talked to you if I was trying to get my point across. You are such a wuss, and this time, I'll check first to see if I can help.
You continue to make me listen to you, but I don't understand your language. I can't see you now, but i know he's in here somewhere. I can smell him, and I can see you. I'm sorry you had to witness this all, but it's just like the olden days when i had no clue what to wear to bed, what to say on the phone, and last, not of course not the least, how to tell your heart " i have one of my own" and that's that, it's a wrap. So im sorry you witnessed all this, but then I guess if you hadn't, you wouldn't honestly know the true me.
