tricks are for kids.

You complicate me

The way you make me

Question my decisions

Every minute, living in this conflict;

this predicament.

You draw me in

With debatable bait

So indecisive if you want me to bite it-

Like a game of hard to get

Or do you just get hard

From watching me fight

For you?

Why do you hate

That I retaliate

If you only give me reasons

To be leaving?

Why do you push me so far

Away from your heart

Then get offended

When I want to end it?

I don’t understand you

And you seem to find some twisted pleasure in that.

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