I wanted you to be someone you're not. I wanted you to come after me. I wanted you to chase me. I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to constantly feel like you never had me so you would keep putting in effort. And I wanted to feel like I was worth chasing after. That's what I do, I push people away because I want to be chased. I was a queen, and I wanted you to be my king. I wanted to be my overbearing self with you. But I knew you couldn't handle it. You didn't want that. You didn't really love me. Because you didn't know me.
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