Quick Poem I Made

So I hear the suspense was killing you, and me? I had a death of my own, falling in like. Love had a long way to go, even if I did say it to you. I just made myself sound tragically cliche. Words. Silence. Awkward. Comfortable. Your eyes wide open, what for? Blink twice and never see me again.

Now missing you seems like a crime. I was the one who shot you down, you never really do seem to fade. Reverse psychology has taken its toll. What you have me was sweeter than revenge. I'm no prize, but you can't keep leading me on.

I think of you bluntly, and we barely communicate. What happened to the sweet distortion of rock and roll? Seems like everything has to be replaced with repetitive verses leading nowhere. The cursing makes you sound tougher. Now everywhere I look, your brim is filled with naughty mischief.

If you continue to foolishly play around, the innocence will drift away. 'care' doesn't seem to run through your thought process. My overwhelming guiltyness eats me alive. But I'll just keep my mouth shut, because all these feelings of mine you'll never be able to comprehend.