Warning.

Everywhere I look, sirens are flashing, telling me to stay away. Screaming loudly to tell me that this isn't a good idea, to warn me that you're no good. But lets face it, we all know I can't help myself. This is past the achievement, this is contentment on two fronts. I need this, and you need me. They keep asking why I like you so much, I just smile and then ask them why they hate you so much. The harder I try to distance myself, the closer I get. The more I see you, the harder it is to just stay away. I'm good at denying my feelings, I'm good at acting like I don't care. This isn't love or even lust, to be honest I don't really know what "this" is, what it has been or where it's going to be. Fuck these emotional attachments, fuck my mind, fuck those pills, fuck that text message and all the cute things you do. And just fucking promise me everything's going to be alright.

S.