For your own good

I told you I would. Already those familiar feelings coming. Why don't you get it? I can't expect you to understand right away, but still I can't stand you because you don't. Why I'm listening to sad songs even though a little river is coursing down my cheek, why I keep reading the same story over again because it makes them flow harder. Why don't you understand? I don't myself, but why can't you? I need someone to. There's only one person who can, why can't you be them? I need someone, right now, to be here and get it. I want it to be just like that night again where I cried for no reason, or just because I was so damn tired, and someone just held me in their arms until I feel asleep. It felt so good to be like that, what I wouldn't give to be in love again. I don't even want them anymore, I just want to feel that way. Why does it feel like I never will again? I can't imagine it with anyone else. Why do I need to be in love? Why does this limbo hurt so much? Why am I helping myself cry? I want to make love to someone again and hold them afterwards, and for it to mean something to us both, because it's us. Why do I know already that it won't be you?