love2hatehate2me

dont tell me that you love me, i told you i dont care. dont open your arms to hug me, or give me that fake stare. dont tell me that you've changed, i now know your just a guy. dont bother saying sorry, because tomorrow you'll make me cry. dont tell me i dont deserve you, i have friends who think i do. but now im not so sure of it, with all the shit you put me through. you probably didnt mean it all, and you probably didnt know, because i kept it inside, and didnt let it show. i smiled when you hugged her, i laughed when i wanted to cry, i shrugged when i saw you looking, into someone else's eyes. dont tell me

Read between the lines to read everything I left Unsaid. to YOU, Here's to YOU and all the silly, senseless conversations (and the food fights, the projectile wars, the dance-offs, the fish, the insipid pranks) and all the other talks we've ever had the ASHES of your ancestors in your vases the body lying in your closet invisible DEAD little girls named GRACE. that deadly weapon of a bronze buddha in your living room. Here's to YOU and rugby, I mean RUMPY (and puppy, let's not forget puppy) and POLITICS (for light reading) and DREAMS (veiled-women in rooms) whiteboard space to doodle on and that giant of a panda you