You came back.
I knew you would.
I knew it just like
a vampire knows blood.
Whatever is drawing you to me,
It seems almost like destiny.
No matter we fight it,
No matter all the pain,
We keep coming back to this,
Again and again.
You said today that love is strange.
Our lives, love has seemed to rearrange.
You use that word more now than before,
Does this mean you are lying
Or do you feel a real something more?
Are you setting me up to take you back?
Am I going to get stuck
Feeling the slap?
I still don't know what your game is,
And even why I am part of it.
You don't get what you want,
And lets face it,
Neither do I.
I am unhappy, and so are you,
The love we have for each other
Has only made us blue.
So is this our destiny?
To never be with each other?
Or perhaps to be alone,
Not ever happy with another?