Why can't you want me like the other boys do? They stare at me while I stare at you. Why can't I keep you safe as my own? One moment I have you, the next you are gone.
Around his little finger, that boy has got me curled. I try to reach out but he's in his own world. This boy's got my head tied in knots with his games, I simply want him more because he looks the other way.
I feel like we're deteriorating. Our connection is deteriorating, like a rusted ball and chain you're dying to get out of. Is there no saving us? Whenever I voice how I feel I'm shot down. I'm over-reacting. How can I know how you feel if you won't tell me? You're turning me into a nag and I'm not, I'm really not. It's exhausting me. I need 'us' back.
Is it because I'm broken? I would hope that there was more to us but I can understand if it's an issue. I just wish you would talk to me, I will try to fix it.
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