Did you know that...I'm afraid
So fucking afraid of the future. And the past
Or any time that isn't exactly right now
Because...I don't feel entirely permanent
I feel like an old, loose fixture
Sure, it's hanging in there for now
But one day...you'll decide it's served it's purpose
You'll unattach it from it's post, place it in the trash, and forever remove it from your mind
...and how can I ever face that day

I just wish you'd give me a fucking sign
Anything at this point
Call me your partner. Selfishly take up space in my life. Get jealous. *Something*
Give me the things you give her if you feel even an inkling of what I feel for you
And if you don't...

Everything in my screams to demand that you fuck off
Set me free
Let me live and find someone else. Anyone else.
Even if they'd never amount
But I'm so stupidly, irrevocably, completely, fucking insanely immersed in you

...drown me and don't let me up for air