I tried to give you a chance.
All you wanted to do was play games.
My love out in the open; obvious at first glance.
I fell for the charm; the way you said my name.
The way you held yourself. I was blinded.
I couldn’t see all the troubles underneath.
All these things I have been reminded.
My eyes are clear. Not a tear beneath.
I tried too hard to hold you near.
Maybe I held too tight.
Maybe it just wasn’t clear.
Loving you is almost like taking flight:
Jumping off a cliff with hands tied-
Eyes shut tight.
I know that I didn’t try.
I didn’t pursue what might.
I see now that you aren’t ready yet.
That’s ok. But will you ever be?
This isn’t something I’m willing to bet,
And I definitely won’t plea.
You aren’t something to cry over-
But at the same time something to miss.
It’s like you’re my four-leaf clover;
Something worth a little kiss.
Seasons change and so do hearts.
Leaving you was never in my plan.
It changed everything; I’m the glue that holds the parts.
I want you to be strong – independent – a man.
Don’t be frilly – flowery – “pretty” – Girlie. No.
Be the one that I want. That I need. That I can Love.
Don’t just let what we might have had go –
Don’t go peacefully like a dove.
Is it wrong to say I miss you? Maybe..
Living in denial for so long isn’t much fun anyway.
Why do I even care? I don’t – think – I want to be your “baby”.
No, I will stand up and – without fear – say today:
“I miss you. I want what we had before. Friendship.”
Is this too much to ask? Is it too much to desire?
Two years before we had no cares; I started to slip.
I fell for you. Our friendship fell like a flat tire.
I’m writing this because keeping this all inside is –
Unhealthy and honestly hurting me.