Must Amuse Me (or make me think)

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Don’t call me
Don’t write
Don’t show up in the middle of the night
You know that
We needed
Some time and space to breathe

I still recall the words you said to me
It’s what you did not say that sets me free
Now how can I find peace of mind when you keep coming back again?
It’s okay for you to play this game of seesaw with my head

Now it hurts too much
And it hits too hard
And I won’t play this part