Caring Too Much
Be careful. I can’t tell you, you’ll ruin it. He’s getting back together with his ex. He knew about your breakup before you did, through facebook. I say this because I care. It’ll never last. She can’t commit. You’re self-destructive, an alcoholic, making bad decisions, and I don’t want you to get hurt. I tell it like it is. That was not our perception of why you did what you did. I don’t like to be there when you’re with her, she changes you to somebody else. I hated her. Hated her. She wasn’t good for you, plus she was a bitch. I think you should do what makes you happy. I want you to be happy. Hated her. You should write a story about me; you can call it Blunt.
Keep your penis in your pants, keep water in your system, and perhaps you should jerk off before seeing her. I knew I shouldn’t’ve told you, you ruined it. You’re a new jon, like a toilet. You’re more aggressive, and she wasn’t prepared for that. I wanna hear how it went. Don’t tell me about it. Do you have any respect for your friends? I’m here for you. What are you gonna do, marry her? You can’t be friends with women. I don’t count as a woman, I’m a wife. We love to have you, we really do, but we’d love you to have a little lady of your own. Someone to spend special times with. Besides us. Shut up or I’ll kick you the fuck out of here. It has nothing to do with you, but it has everything to do with you. If you have something to say fucking do it to his face or go home.
Oh Nikki Nikki Nikki.
You say all this and tell me I’m not bad. You’re helping. I need this. You want to be blunt and honest, and what you say is just that, and still inside I hear the elephant calling. Am I bad is the question I ask when you say these words. Sometimes I want only a friend who will be a friend, who will stand beside me and not care so much about my life but be there standing. Sometimes I’m thinking what you say and I hear my deepest fears through your voice. Sometimes I wanna be left alone. That last one of yours made me cry for the third time in adulthood. And I realize it isn’t you, but me. I’m the one who’s caring too much.