I'm not me.
Rather, this is not the me I'm use to.
You've changed what I was and turned it into what I can be.
What I'm capable of and what I'm capable of thinking.
I hate it.
I find myself thinking about things I try to keep out of my head.
The what ifs and the if this...
You've reminded me of how human I can be.
I loathe it.
You've filled my head with nothing but thoughts of you.
How to please you, what makes you happy and what sets you off.
Daily these things run through my head...
I detest it.
You've done all these things and yet I can't ever find myself truly hating you for it. It all has become natural to me, as simple and as easy as breathing...
I despise it.
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