then i don't think this is love

and if you didn't
shred me
to pieces...
i'd respect you less in
the morning

my eyes would contain
the boring glare
and running away would
take too long

[so i'd take a train]
[find new pain]

slip quietly out
while you cry
yourself to sleep
I never wanted it
this way

there had to be
an inbetween
we just missed the
beginning to this
end...