Never Again.

Perhaps it's selfishness that runs through my spine,
or a tad bit of stereotypical laughter matching your laugh and mine.
Perhaps it's not what you think it is, the feeling within..
or maybe it's what you think, we're better as friends.

But, this simple minded thing takes too long to figure out,
and within our lonely hearts, we learn what we're all about.
When you're the one I think of, I float into the distance.
Running from my fears, of which my only resistance.

My fear of love and emotion, is ruining what I withhold
since the bitterness of my imagination is being so unknowingly cold.
I can't seem to grasp your thoughts, the ones hidden from me.
And, since I'm not quite sure if we're meant to be..

I'll leave it at this, just a few simple minded words filling the page,
of which revolve around you and my selfish kinda rage.
I don't know why I care.. Or why I think this way..
Because, somehow I know this feeling will never fade away.