we bickered, it's been awhile.
we got some fast food and headed to the pool hall.
as soon as we got there a friend started a conversation with
you and you walked away, only a pool cue in hand.
me? i had your food and mine, a drink, a cigarette, and my purse.
sure i could carry all these items myself, but it'd be nice to hear,
"hey babe, need a hand?" but no, i was promptly ignored until i brought it up.
then there was christina and her nasty self.
how would you like it if i made jerking off motions,
or licked my thumb and ran it down my body to another
girl's boyfriend? i highly doubt you'd be to supportive..
but hey, she's your friend, and it's only ever "a joke."
i don't find it very funny.
but now you're out with random people,
and i'm home alone.
god i hate nights like these.
it's all my fault though, i'll never ask you to stay home with
me, to have "us" time.
who knows when you'll be home, we both know i won't sleep
until then. so, i guess i'll see you in a few hours...
