What do you really want with me?

What am I to thee?

What do you want me to do?

What do I owe you?

What I feel, does it matter to you?

When I’m in pain can’t I count on you too?

Do you know how it feels to be projected with feelings that are confusing?

Feeling needed in one moment and the next moment feels like you’re there only for using?

Do you know I’m capable of reciprocating your nuances?

Do you know I can abuse and use you too?

What impresses you?

I can be cool and cool off you?

In the simplest of words and the slightest of actions

We can split up like a fraction