Sitting in the hammock with you, I felt the old attraction rushing in. But it was mixed with the hatred that I know I felt not too long ago. It sort of left me dead and confused.
Singing in the car with you brought back the thoughts of being with you forever. I think I could be sure of that. Except for the fact that you're so fucking unreliable and inconsiderate and self-centered.
I guess if you were someone different, or if I could just get over it, I could think about loving you.
Not that it matters, 'cause you'll never see me that way again.
-s1