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Why???
You say I'm beautiful. You say you want me. You say you miss it when we don't get time to talk to each other. You say none of these are lies. You know I feel the same way. Why then do you not talk to me for an endless number of days? Why did you tell me all this and still get yourself a new girlfriend? Why don't I affect you enough to make you want to do everything in your power to rescue me so we could be together forever??? Why???
OK, maybe I dreamed the thing about the knife. But what the ** happened to my pillow? Anyway, I do want you but I have this other girl right now. It will fall apart, no doubt, so hang on. I'll catch you on the rebound.
Because I woke up to see you hovering above me with a butcher knife and even though I wasn't hurt I did love that pillow.
It couldn't be that. Mama taught me to not play with knives, or any weapons for that matter. I would LOVE to be your soft pillow for you to fall into. You just keep holding me at arms length, yet you flirt with me and are physical with me, incessantly, until I start falling once again. And like a fool, I just keep letting the scar build up.