You can’t really listen
To a single word I say
But understand the feeling
One minute you’re here
The next…
See, here it go again
That “when you want me” shit
Wow, I guess we have gotten to that point
Already
Anyway
Put me up on the shelf
If you must
I guess it’s okay
I knew it would happen anyway
Don’t listen to me
And my insecurities
That’ll only make you think
About things we don’t discuss
Feelings we don’t acknowledge
Just continue to love me
In your own little way
It’s not really the same
But it’s still okay
LJ Rodriguez 2009.10.2