Unwanted fictional delusion

I want out of this fantasy you wrote me into I don't like a goddamn thing about you. You keep saying we're going to be fine I don't want to waste anymore time. Who are we exactly characters in a story reenacting a dream. Hoping we can change the ending maybe this time we both will die. Set me free!! I get you want for me to stay it's just starting to feel a little forced. We bring out the worst in eachother as the saying goes when it rains it pours. You haven't hit me yet I can feel it coming though. How much longer can we put up with this madness? I don't understand why you are dying to know