Centrefold.

Hand me the book
I need to write
Cover your mouth
and stay out of sight
Your emphasis on sympathy
makes me hard to heal

and you offer me a centrefold, 
I decline but I'm inclined to go and leave you breathless
Spend your days with someone else
maybe that's not true but I'm imagining that. 

I let you in
You give me half the money
He makes you laugh
I find him half as funny
The only rule of symmetry 
Both our sides much match

I don't want your love
but I need you to care,
Or anyone else who's there