stuff I needed to get off my chest

yes I'm mean

tired of being that goody-two-shoes

yes I'm angry

sick of laughing at your bullshit sitcoms

yes I'm fucked up

'cause you wired me this way

and yes I want to escape

'cause I don't want you to stay

in the beginning

it felt cute

exchanging shy glances in the corridors

and then your night-long texts

ranting about your dreams and frustrations

on valentine's day

you said, "I gifted myself a rose"

I felt bad, and you opened up to me

crying, desperate to be loved

and I tho

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ught "Why not?"

then it started to get weird

we oscillated between love and sex

forcing ourselves to feel something

which wasn't there

we liked to be together

spend time roaming around

and feel each other's warmth at night

but over the months

everything about you started to bug me

its like when I started to get closer

something inside you pushed me away

again and again and again and again

so here lie the words I should've

said long back -

you are the most boring

person I've ever met.