Frosted Resonance

Do you love me?

Yeah?

I love you too.

Does your heart hurt?

Mine does too.

At least

that’s what I tell you.

I know the words you wanna hear,

so baby, I whisper in your ear:

“I need you.” “Don’t leave me.”

“You’re the only one who sees me.”

Pretty lies in pretty tones,

just enough to keep you close.

I hate saying “I love you,” but I love what it can

do. Three little words and you’re mine again.

Then something changes in my eyes.

One blink— I’m somebody else.

Yesterday I begged you to stay,

tonight I want you out my way.

And when you ask what went wrong— I make it your fault.

I love you, I love you,

I love you—

until I don’t. I need you,

I need you— until you get too close.

Then fuck you, I hate you,

get out of my head.

But you’ll come back,

back, back, back— you always come back.

Say you miss me.

Say you need me.

Feed my ego a little more.

I don’t miss you— I miss you missing me.

Miss me. Miss me.

Tell me that you miss me.

Need me. Need me.

Tell me that you need me.

Go away, then come back.

I don’t want your heart.

I want proof

I still have it.

Everybody hates the switch,

how I change without a warning.

Sweetest man you’ve ever touched

turns ice-cold by morning.

You know exactly what I am,

still you reach out for my hand.

Maybe it’s the way I smile while lying to your face.

Maybe I leave first so you can’t walk away.

Then I play the wounded one and make you take the blame.

“Maybe I’m

the problem.” “No, baby,

you’re not.” There it is.

Exactly

what I wanted. Your

sympathy in my hands,

your forgiveness feeding me.

I love you, I love you,

I love you— until I don’t.

I need you until you get too close.

Then fuck you, I hate you,

get out of my head.

But you’ll come back,

back, back, back— you always come back.

Say you miss me.

Say you need me.

I don’t miss you— I miss you missing me.

Maybe I’m a narcissist.

Maybe I love watching

someone I threw away

come back to me.

Red eyes. Shaking voice.

“I still think about you.”

God, I love that sentence.

Not because I love you.

Because you couldn’t forget me.

And that’s even better.

Leave.

Come back. Cry. Come back.

Hate me. Come back.

Love somebody else— then think of me while they’re

asleep. That’s enough for me.

Do you love me?

I love you

too. Does your heart hurt?

Mine does too. Lie to me,

I’ll lie to you.

When I get tired,

I’ll push you away.

I’ll say I hate you,

then ask

you to stay. You’ll leave.

You’ll heal. I’ll wait.

Sooner or later my screen lights up— “I miss you.” And there

you are. Back, back,

back— you always come back.

Do you love me?

Good.

Don’t stop.

Even when I do.