Perfect Blemish

So here we are once more

Me complaining, you saying close to nothing

Me getting mad, you being calm

You asked if I still like you

I was silent

I wasn’t thinking about my answer

That’s an easy thing

I just get tired, sometimes of you

You frustrate me, I know I have the same

Effect on you

It’s not all people who like

Each other who stay together

Maybe we fall into that category

I’m tired, really tired

Of all this

It’s stressing me out

And I think you’ve changed me

And I’m not comfortable with that

I miss you

I’m fed up with this

I want you around

I want to leave

I like you

You’re the last person

I want to see

Everything is just complicated

Just like you

And I can’t handle that

So let me go

Let me walk

You’ll be fine

I’ll be fine

We’ll survive…eventually

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