Imagining Things

Imagining Things

If you hate me,

                                                 Why didn’t you tell me?

If you love me,

                                                Why didn’t you show it?

If you want me to leave,

                                                     Why didn’t you just say it?

If you’re leading me on,

                                        What’s your point?

If you need your space,

                                                           Why did you hug me back?

If you had to kill me,

                                                                     Why couldn’t you do it sooner?

If you never wanted to,

                                  Why did you?

If you were going to ditch me,

                                                                    Why’d you even start with me?

If you played me like last time,

                                                         How did you get away?

If you needed more attention,

                                                        Why didn’t you just ask?

 If you think you could keep it forever,

                                                                        How dumb do you think I am?

If I throw my heart in the sea,

                                                                                Would you even care?

Did you ever even like me?

Or was my imagination just too big?

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