You say cute, I say stop.
You say you like me, I say you’re in for a rude awakening.
You say “awkward”, I say I have nothing to contribute to this conversation.
You say beautiful. I say, “I know, I don’t need you to remind me.”
You say delicate. I say, “I will kick your ass the moment you give me a reason to.”
You say you don’t want to scare me. I laugh and say, “My daydreams would ensure you would have many sleepless nights, can you imagine my nightmares.”
You say you want to be with me. I say, “It will never work out.”
You say “yes”, I say “Hell-fucking-no”.
You say you understand me, that you know how I feel.
I say that’s bullshit.
You don’t know me.
Don’t you dare pretend that you do.