Go Away

I stand there, staring.
I sit there, wondering.
I lay there, thinking.
My curiosity driving me crazy.
I just want to know.
I want to see that you care.
I want to run at you but kill you at the same time.
It’s like no other feeling I have ever felt.
You drive me crazy, but still I want you.
You make me mad, but still you make me smile.
You make me hate, but still I love you.
I don’t even know what to classify these feelings as.
Or how to even deal with them.
Sometimes, I just wish that they would go away and never come back.