in_order_for_me_to_miss_you you have to go away... you said it jokingly, but now i'm not sure. had we not been in mixed company, would you have told me the truth? and you wonder why i ask what you're thinking? i cannot read minds; i have said it before and will say it again. whatever is going on in your head, whatever paths your thoughts are taking, i do not know until you tell me. that's right, perhaps you are. passive/aggressive doesn't nicely allow you to come out and say it's over so you have to hint about it in subtleties and jokes? and when i ask you why you said something like that, *i'm* the one who's overreacting? well, throw me a fucking line here, because i'm drowning. ah, so that's what you *want* to happen? you want me gone, but you can't say it (b/c you don't have the fucking cojones?), so you wear me down, bit by bit, and i finally break. fuck you, i'm broken already. or didn't you notice? too caught up in yourself to see me slowly dying each day under your thoughtlessness. but of course, that's my fault anyway, for i am not strong enough. never strong enough... "in order for me to miss you, you have to go away"... that's rather funny. i already have. 040914 what's it to you? who go blather from