Pretending, I can't seem to play this game

I envy the stars that keep you accompanied
I wish if only it were me  
That you were around
 
You don’t have to talk to me  
Just a look would suffice  
Hate me, call me names  
Fight me, scream at me  
We don’t have to be friends  
I don’t mind being enemies  
 
But acting like two complete strangers?
Pretending like nothing was ever there?  
This silence in between,
Is worse than any of those blades
Rubbing against me