Pushing You Away.
I’d say “I love you” too, but then it wouldn’t be true.
I don’t love you, I need you… and I think I want you too.
You drive me crazy— up a wall.
Of all people, you were the one to make me fall.
The only one who promised to catch me if I were to trip—
I keep biting my tongue so “I love you” won’t slip.
I hate you. You disgust me… you give me butterflies.
I can’t stand you, get away… these feelings, I despise.
You’re a terrorist of my heart. You’re a culprit of my mind…
You’re all I’ve ever wanted…
But I’m leaving you behind.
I don’t believe in love. Nor no what it feels like.
But if I could imagine…
it’s feel exactly the way that I feel about you.
Sometimes, I want to drink with you. Because then I’d have a perfect reason to kiss you and say it was an accident.
But, then again, that’s the exact same reason why I don’t drink around you:
1. It wouldn’t be an accident.
2. I would die.