Think of me fondly 2.0
You tell me about the day you had, you fell asleep while telling me how exhausting and fun it was. I haven't slept a bit. Exhausting but fun. I'm nobody to the people around you. I push myself off the bed. I hit my head on the sideboard on my way down. Was _that_ intentional? Even I don't know anymore. I cry out in pain, so loud that you wake up. "Why did you push me like that?" I ask you. In your half-asleep state you are confused. I lie to you. "I was only trying to kiss you and you pushed me." In your innocence you believe me. You brush off the streak of blood running down my cheek. In my twisted narcissistic self I play with your guilt like a Ken Doll. I burn your love like a Candle. The nights are endless for me My Love, but I'm nothing you can't handle.
