3 am

Well, I've just come home from "the bar".
I have this overwhelming urge to call you right now. I guess it isn't really completely overwhelming, because I'm not actually going to pick up the phone or anything. Would you get out of my head already?
Why can't people just be who they say they are?
Why can't I, just little old me as I am, be enough?
I am so easy to love, really.
I guess I'm even easier to leave.
I wish you were that easy to leave behind.