Mean It

New staple wires have visited me again, bringing new sheets of paper.
Shall I make an attachment once more?
But am I still hurt?
Why do I even fall faster with small talks and cold conversation?
How can I let someone who's never been certain?
Looking at me with a heart of doubt makes me wonder how he plays safely.
What's convenient to you feels uncomfortable to me.
Why do we kiss?
Why do you need to tell me that you need me?
Why do you have to build me up when in the end you'll just break me down?
Why do you make me feel this way?
Please do not let those words come out your mouth if you cannot stand for it, if you don't mean it.
I love you but do you love me?