Do these bruises mean you care?

I want to know that I'm worth missing.
I want you to tell me that.
Without me implying that I need to hear it, that anything.
I want you to tell me on my own.

I took one big step and I looked away then I thought about all the that I wanted to say. I think I'm too late.

Maybe we were meant to love yet hate each other.
But the fighting could mean you love me.

Do the bruises mean you care?
You're my best friend but best friends don't slap each other
Best friends dont say "I wouldn't hesitate to kill you right now, if I had a gun I'd shoot you."

But the reality is I love you.
You're always there for me, even if you beat me up while I'm there.
We dont know anything but fighting we've hated each other for so long we dont know anything else.

I wanna run, but only far enough to make you miss me.