Then you love me, and somehow that makes it all okay.
If i am right then you care, and I am not alone.
If I am right, you can hear my heart’s yearning for you. I am like your personal zombie, begging with my silent heart, screaming through my mind for you to feel my longings for you.
Can you hear me across the room? You crack your neck. Right then left. Almost as if shaking your head “no”.
Ugh. Again. Ugh. I give tf up.