"My moods live on that swing same, push me harder push me push me swanging to tomorrow."

I've changed a lot apparently.
"Deserted mansions in my head."
I'm dating someone now.
I guess I should be happy.
There's definitely a tingling in my chest about it.
Which is about as close to a feeling outside of anger I've gotten in awhile.
She bugs me a lot though.
It's nice I guess?
I don't enjoy being bossed around often.
She's definitely a bottom.
Which is great.
She's incredibly emotional which is something I like.
She's pretty quiet unless she gets mad at me.
Which is pretty often I guess.
She's a pretty big neat freak.
Other than that we don't really have a lot in common.
I can tell by the look on her face when I kiss her that she enjoys me.
I do enjoy the outward emotion.
I do my best to replicate.
It's really quite the learning experience.
She does tend to catch me lying though.
She gets angry.
She cries.
It's hilarious, and yet she hasn't left me.
As I type and think about her, I feel a tightness in my chest.
Moreover I feel a deep seated hate.
I know when I see her next, it'll be gone.
Covered in plastic wrap, and sinking down inside of me.
Buried down with the rest of my things.
Let's see how long this goes on for.