I Know You Don't Love Me

I love that I hate you.

You don't love me, you love the idea of me.

You're right. I'm just a slave to the memory that I have of you. But that changes nothing.

And you said you would take care of me...

By all accounts, I did my part. You're the one that quit.

You only miss me when you feel alone.

Maybe I don't miss you. I just miss the person I was when I was with you.

I'm just a fantasy to you.

But you are real to me. And I have to learn to separate what feels good from what is good.

You just want what you want when you want it.

But I want what I want too