Don’t kiss me and mean it, don’t call me.
I need you to be a passing thing.
Don’t cry on my shoulder and let me dry your tears,
I need you to be an unrealistic dream.
Don’t text me and say you love me, don’t see me.
I need you to be imaginary and pretending.
Don’t reminisce about all of the chances with you I’m missing
I need you to be nonexistent and faking.
Don’t stay in my face, come to my place, hold me and laugh at my jokes…
Don’t linger when you should be leaving or dance with me and give me hope.
I get attached to monsters quite easily because I am a monster too,
Just disappoint me so it hurts less when I eventually destroy you…

like I’m bound to do.