What do you want me to do?

What do you want me to say? 

I don't like you the way you think I like you I am emotionally attached but not to the point where i will cry over your name if you leave.

I love you but I do not love you.

I miss you but I do not know you and that is really not the point.

The point is I came in at the wrong time your life and you don't know what to do.  

And neither do I so we make it something it's not.  

Or you act interested and build me up with compliments using the same broken, ragged tools you probably used on her.  

You praise me for things I do not have and you say things to me that make you sick to your stomach and yet... and yet you know they make me smile, and some part of you wishes that you never had the opportunity to say these things to me because that would mean that you still belonged to her.