• Don't do this to me.
    Okay, so here I am, bored out of my mind.
    Constantly thinking of you helps me get by.
    I wonder what life would be like without you.
    I can't imagine it any other way.
    You make me happy when no one else can.
    You make me insane, wondering why you haven't come.
    Forever hoping that you still love me, yet knowing you won't.
    It makes me crazy.
    I just want you to hold me in your arms forever.
    Don't ever let go.
    Did you see her look at you, and look back?
    Why do you have to do this to me?
    I'm tired of playing games.
    I love you, yet you seem to not love me.
    You say you do, but when you look at her I see something different, something else that tells me otherwise.
    So tell me.
    Why do you do this to me?
    Can't you see it hurts?
    Tell me something, not a lie, but the honest truth.
    Do you love me?