You make me

I like you because you make me feel liked
I don't like you because I know you
I don't know you
I don't see you
I see only that you like me
And that I like.

I like you because you make me feel pleasing
So I'll do what it takes to please you
Whether I like it or not
And I don't
In fact it hurts me
But not as much as the fact that you might not like me
If I don't.

I'm worried that you don't seem to talk to me
As much as you did.
I need to know what you need
I plead
Can't you see
How you make me
So unhappy.



Sarah de Nordwall 2002