sometimes i get onto that site our generation has
that one we use too much..
i go there and look you up..
to look at your face, your smile..
all the pictures that i took of you..
all the ones of you loving me.. and then the latter.. when things were not the same..
i don't know why i do this.. or that i'm doing it now..
i haven't talked to you in days..
because i don't think i really need you much..
but i still want you to need me.