You have me holding on to you and for whatever reason, it is nearly impossible to release myself from you. I have to constantly remind myself that everything is different than it use to be. The fact that you text me from time to time, or call me randomly makes me wonder how strongly you actually feel about me.
It's a cruel, cruel situation. You've had enough of me for the time being and choose to hide into that little box of yours until you feel something is missing. And when you do notice, you toy with emotions by showing up again.
Congratulations. You single-handedly mind fucked me so hard that it was the worst feeling I've had since I've met you. My favorite gift from you is now in my backyard shattered and broken into a couple hundred pieces. The tree in my backyard scarred with marks of a bat pounding on the trunk over and over and over and over and over and over again. Bat broken in half. People scared when they heard me screaming in my car at the lake. I lost control of my emotions and I couldn't bare to hold it in. I hurt you? Okay fine, let's call it even.
In the small event that you read this P.B., I swear to god you better take care of her. You better live up to her expectations, because even though I would have moved the Earth for her, she chose you.
Eminem - Space Bound
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