you want me to stay by your side, be happy, smile constantly, shake my fucking hips around the kitchen and be merry.

and all of this without a touch. a spine shiver. a finger sliding up and down anything any one part of me.

and i cant do it. i wont. i'm not as brave as you think thought hoped i was.

and in the end, after all the men who i hopelessly sought after to take your place failed me, it's over and this is goodbye, the end, farewell, ciao- fuck you.