dear sir…
dammit. why is it so hard to block you out. ive thought about it all day and finally made the decision to start cutting back on you. but then the phone rings, i see it’s you and i pick up, smiling when i hear your voice on the other end. it is only when the conversation ends and i have hung up the phone that i remember my so-called resolution of the day. and i mentally reprimand myself for still instinctively gravitating towards you. wtf.
why cant you just want me? so you could be the man i want?
