trying to talk to you makes me feel sick
you dont seem to care at all unless im blowing you or hurting myself
if its not about sex you dont even pretend to give a fuck and it hurts so fucking bad
every time i bring something up you just shove me away and ignore it

it hurts but,,, its fine ig
i can put up with it
i can pretend it doesnt bother me even though its tearing me apart
i dont matter to you and thats okay because i didnt expect to

sometimes i wonder what youll miss most about me when im gone
probably just the sex