what you do to me

you make me want to seclude myself from everyone.
you make me want to die some times.
you make me want to lose my mind
you make me want to be with her to hurt you
you make me want to put cameras up in your room and your house and hack your cell phone and your ipod just so i can see how you talk to other people
you make me want to forget you
you make me want to get away from you
you make me want to punch holes in my wall, punch my bed and my chair
you make me want to cry
you make me want to leave you to yourself
you make me want to pool people in to be your friends so the pressure can be lifted off of me
you make me want to not talk to you at all
you make me want her more
you make the time spent with you scary
you make me want to unleash you to true lonliness (spelt that wrong)
you make me want to get to know you from another guys point of view because im sure it would be way different than the view i am given
you make me lose intrest in you
you make me miss the times when you had braces

im going to go back to a thought i had january 5th.... so on january 5th, you got your braces off, well that whole day i was hoping things wouldnt change like they had changed for my ex girlfriend debbie. she got her braces off in the middle of our relationship and after that she just wansnt the same. its funny now to look back to january 5th and see how right i was. i keep looking at the picture i have of us thinking that that is the only thing i have to remember our good friendship because the friendship we have now is crap.

you make me want to say i love you, then call it quits.
you make me want to cry one more time
you make me want her more
you make me want to beat up any guys you talk too, and i promise, the two im thinking about id have no problem doing so.
you make me want to return to my player stage
you make me want to hug you when i see you some times
you make me want to write an angry letter to your mom and not have her know its me
you make me want to cry for the third time
you make me want to write a book how to not be a friend
you make me want to write a book on how to be a good friend.
you make me want to stop writing.
you make me.. you give me so many things to write about.

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William Otto Beaumont