don’t call me and tell me you miss me every now and then.

don’t tell me you want to see me, when you can get away from her.

don’t tell me how much I mean to you.

don’t make me laugh.

don’t remind me how good it was.

don’t make me miss you.

just don’t.

(edited Saturday 04.04.09 7:30am to add:)

…because I’ll fall for it, everytime… just like I just did… and I’ll pretend that I’ve got it under control, and that I’ve got my head in the game this time, and my heart won’t be affected…. but that’s not the truth… not even close…

(… because I really did leave out in a cloud of taillights and dust… and I do think about it… )
Don’t Think I Don’t Think About It

where would we be today if I never drove that car away?

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