Uncomfortable

I woke up one day and decided that I was in love with you and that was that. He once said to me during a drunken argument. I thought we were people who were straight up with each other. I don't remember much from those nights where you filled my blood with alcohol to love me but I'm no longer sure if you meant those words or not.

I try to ask you numerous times but doesn't seem like I can get a straight answer from you. I ask my friends for advice and they said I'm just your side bitch because you can't commit. You play your words and I fall for them. So why am I still around. "Cause you're bored or lonely".

Am I becoming that predictable? 

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I'm sorry I made you fall in love with me. I thought I liked you too until I realise that we were too similar.  I just don't believe having two mentally ill people in a relationship is a good idea. We're both liabilities to each other. I can't fix you. I'm not as "together" as you think I am. You're just not something I want in life. If you can't accept that then you're going to be stuck in limbo.