it will be a short fall to the bottom because i’ve never been to the top. a tide flushes over me. i can’t swim; but, he won’t let me drown. he breaths for me & i have no choice but to take in his air. disappointed as i am, he whispers, “not yet, my love.” i resist, then grow weary. he ensures a better tommorow, a better week, better month, better year—just hang in there. false promises, i cite. twenty-three bad years, i wish i could faintly remember.
the thought of moving on scares me because i have always just sort of thought you would come around. & if you do not, i am pretty sure i would not even regret it because… you just bring so much sunshine to my world. & pain, no i do not forget the pain, but we have grown so much together, you & me. i mean, yes, i have said i was in love many times before. yet, with you, these feelings are so indescribable, so matter-of-fact. but, i am afraid it is becoming clearer everyday that the feelings are not mutual. four years later & i am still waiting for you to surprise me. i know i am never going to meet anyone quite like you. i am afraid i will not be satisfied with anyone else but you.
depending on who you ask, i’m a little bit crazy for loving you. depending on who you ask, you should leave & go start anew.
depending on who you ask, you’re my prisoner & i’m your fool. depending on who you ask, we’d be better—better off as two.
there’s a way to sacrifice, but nobody wants to fight; so much colder, i’ve played the games & i’m so ashamed. there’s no easy way.
take my hand, i will stand, because i believed in love. i believed in you.
i believed in love. i believed in you.