truth be told...
i want to punch you in the face
most of the time.
and you have nothing to say to me,
you used to tell me
everything.
you used to be...
nice?
sweet??
Are you broken too?
maybe differently,
it's just too hard.
trying to be friends with you,
when all you ever do,
is sit and mope.
And you used to do it all.
Talk for hours about nothing
about anything.
Share your life with me..
Because we used to be friends.
And now I don't know how to reach you
anymore.
You've left me broken...
When I wasn't even healed enough
from last time..
to fully give myself away.
But you took the little that existed.
And then you stopped talking to me.
Stopped smiling...
ever.
And...
It's too hard.
Trying to make you smile.
I don't know the words to say,
the things to do,
to push those lips up for you.
And that's all I really want to do.
Besides hit you.
Really hard.
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