Rendezvous
21 November 04 : 03.19 AM
I can never be angry at you the way I should. I would never really be able to tell you to fucking leave me alone without actually wanting you to stay. I want to tell you I hate you and I hate myself for my vulnerability but I will never be able to form the words with my mouth.
Finally, I'm still at the losing end.
Please don't go.