I’ve loved you for three years now,
and I don’t think anyone,
or anything could stop these feelings.
I don’t know if I should hate you,
or hate myself
for doing this to my mind,
and my heart.
I also don’t know
if I would be better off
or with you in my life.
I guess I’ll take this day by day,
but for now,
I am just as confused
as you are.
Waiting for someone to grow up when you want to grow together seems pointless on nights like this one
When you ignore me and get high with the guys
Or play video games endlessly
Or you have to go back to that other city because you decided to experience college like Van Wilder
I let the small things mean more than they should
Like when you told me I should have let you pay for the movie (even though you were 10 minutes late and I’m OCD about being on time)
The thought was there, no matter the degree of bullshit, so I gave you an A+
Or when you told me last summer (it’s been almost a year since then) that you were waiting for me to no longer see you as a 16 year old
I thought that meant you were ready to try something real after eight years of hoping
After all, I’m four years from thirty and you are now four years past twenty
I thought this meant we had grown up
But here I am, alone in bed, closing my eyes and listening to you say “I really want to stay the night but…”
I can see downtown from my window
And while the view is lovely
It makes me sad I can’t show you
Because you don’t really want me to share my life with you
That would make it real
The fake dates would mean you’d have to really care
And we can’t have that, can we?
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Whoa! I will jump right on that bandwagon…