You push me and push me until I’m almost over the edge

I sit there, my legs dangling

Contemplating some shit

Wondering why I’m drawn to you

And you to me

Wondering why, when we like someone

When we say we care

We gotta be fucked up to them

Why we gotta push them away

Then try to draw them back in

But panic 

When we realize

That it might just be

Too 

Fucking

Late