The other night,
you asked me if you could hurt me again.
Did you mean in the future?
Or in the now and then?

I told you then
what I will tell you now
(you have kept me so honest
but I am not sure how).

That night I told you to hurt me again
I was being completely open. 
I was not talking about the now and then
I was being as honest as I can.

Though I would prefer not to be hurt,
it is better than not being with you.
Because not being together
hurts me more, that I can't do

That is part of what love is, i think
When being apart hurts more than being together.
When separation causes pain
and your heart feels like ragged leather.

It is so easy to love you.
I don't know why.
I have never once 
been scared or terrified.

Ok, so that is a lie.
I hate it that you moved away,
that was your choice not mine
I hate it that you wont stay.

I wish that you would answer my questions
as honestly as I answer yours.
With straight answers
Not hiding behind your mind's doors.

Still this poem will change nothing.
Other than it helps me feel...
I am not sure what
but at least I know that it is real.