I know, You know, you know that I know and I know that you know I know, so why the heck are we playing this game?
Every time I come close to blowing this BS façade wide open, you begin to tell me how much you love me, I’m the only one, and that you are so glad these last two years of me being “crazy” are over. AKA you were close to unveiling me, you’re quiet now, thank God. You no longer hound me, make innuendos, prosecute me and nail my you know what to the wall.
You should NEVER have told me I don’t have the balls that I think I have.
As the chick in Pretty Woman says: Big Mistake – Huge!
This, That, and Maybe More 