you’re back

just when my world started to feel okay again, you came back. you always do this. you love to play this game. have me twisted around your finger. you know i’ll agree to anything. you know i will kill myself every time just to have you around. i’ll watch you with her and her and everyone – wishing it was me. and sometimes it will be me. but not the way i need it to be. i love you and i am so so tired of this. but i could never be tired of you.