Friday, May 15, 2009
my kind of loving you is come close
but make sure you stay far
enough away to let me breathe
i can't breathe when you are suffocating me,
copying me, asking me to make your decisions.
you leave as much emotional garbage with me as you can.
i need you to stop it, stop throwing your garbage at me
so i can love you better than anyone has loved you.
stop attributing other people's pasts to my future.