My Definition of Bliss

I had a plan, you know
I was done, we were through.
And then you had to talk to me
And I was back obsessing over you.

Why did you come back?
It's easier when you're gone.
Sure, it hurts like hell
But that doesn't last too long.

I was finally on my way
To getting over you.
Then you went and said my name.
Now what am I supposed to do?

You only have to look at me
And I'm in tears again.
Why are you doing this to me?
You're supposed to be my friend.

I really wish I could hate you
It would be easier than this.
I know it'll never happen though
Cause you're my definition of bliss.