I guess I was only pretending before I met you.
I know I’m going to hurt you.
I forgot that I saw you but I remember what you said.
You’re my kindred spirit but not my soulmate.
I’ll never introduce you to my parents.
You’ll never meet my friends.
I won’t spend the rest of my life with you.
I’ll never stop being in love with you.
I’m a good person really.
I remembered, just now, how much I used to love you;
Which helped me to forget why it is I hate you.
When she was tired, her voice was shrill and
it sounded as though he was listening through broken earphones.
I’d have done everything.
I’d have made myself be perfect.
Why’d you have to ask me?
I’ve changed so much since we met that I can’t remember why I fell in love with you.
I’m always going to win this game.
Does that bother you?
When does it bother you?
When it stops being fun.
When what stops?
The playing. When the playing stops being fun.