I'm happy that you're my friend
You fascinate and enthrall me
When you talk to me my flesh is bruise
And your words gentle hands squeezing me.
You talk of feeding me, I can see you care.
Why aren't you supporting my starvation
Like every other friend of mine?
I'm happy that you're my friend
You don't want to be called "love",
You're just fucking with me,
But when I said "I love you" to my girlfriend
You almost said it back.
You called me darling last night,
You showered me in praise.
You care and push me away in equal measure.
I'm so happy you're clear about being friends.
