Why do I always have to guess?

Read between the blurred lines.

The foggy mist of your true intentions.

Do you want to be with me?

Am I just another one of your so called, "friends"?

I'm so lost when I open my lips and exhale my thoughts to you.

I can't tell if I'm just blabbering nonsense about love, while you're probably sitting there, squeezing my heart until it loses its rhythm.

Laughing about how much I love you.

You're like the devil, sipping blood out of a chalice full of the souls of the hopeless.

but no matter how many times I let you prance your way down the tunnels of my mind, you just leave hidden messages and signs.

I see everything you leave behind.

Your taunting eyes.

Your alluring smile.

Your addicting laugh.

I need some sort of closure.

Please let me know instead of toying with me like I'm your personal puppet.

4/17/19