I wish to feel smaller under your sheets. I wish for the whole truth every time you speak. I'm thinking about how you care half as much for me as I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep... And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem. You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans. Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough and I swear I'm gonna cry. I'm sick of trying to be tough.
And I wish to feel smaller under your hands, though you seem satisfied as you slip mine down your pants. And I'm thinking about how you care half as much for me while you lift up my shirt after asking politely. And I guess it doesn't matter what I am or pretend to be, cause it's her you'll always love and it's her I'll always envy. I want to end this now so dreams of you won't keep me up, but I swear I'm gonna cry. I'm sick of trying to be tough.
Breakfast at Tiffany's, Brick, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Garden State, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Little Miss Sunshine, Love Me If You Dare, When Harry Met Sally
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