I'm tempted to just smack you across your face.Your perfect face.That I've wasted smiling at for years now.Did you even know that I loved you?That I dreamt about kissing you senseless,And wanting you to crave me,For your heart to ache for me.I've wasted years on you.Years I surely won't get back.Years you teased me,Planted hope in my heart that would only wither away in the end.I should slap you.But you'd probably enjoy that.Because then you'd winAnd you don't deserve that satisfaction.