Emergency – Paramore
He was always pushing her. Pushing her, pushing her, pushing her. Maybe he really wanted her to go away, but she wasn't allowed to think about that. She forbid herself to think like that. That only made her feel worthless, and she didn't like that, and it wasn't good for her. So she tried not to think like that
But how could she not? He pushed, and pushed, and pushed, and it made her think maybe he really wanted her gone, out of his life. And then when he was asleep on his side of the bed, and she was on hers, she would cry.
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She was holding onto him, and he knew it was hurting her. He could hear her before she slept. He was hurting her, and so he pushed, and pushed, and pushed, hoping she would get herself out before he hurt her irrevocably. But she was holding onto him.
He hurt her, and by hurting her he hurt himself because he was hurting her. And he wished she would go because he didn't like to keep pushing her, pushing her, pushing her. He tried to push her away from the hurt.
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And then she broke. She broke apart on him, and he pushed. She clung to him as he pushed her. And then it was done.
She looked at him, and pushed him. And it was his time to cling. And he broke apart on her. And she understood why he was done.
He was pushing because he didn't want her hurt. She clung because letting go would hurt her. She pushed him away because he was hurting her. He clung because letting go would hurt him.
And then they laughed, because they clung and pushed each other, and they loved each other enough to cling together and push together.
