"you've told me how people ask you about me. and how some of them accidentally mistake me for your boyfriend. because he doesn't show up where you are and i always seem to be there. and how you let them know that i'm not your boyfriend, how i'm just a friend. but you've also told me that someone wondered why i wasn't your boyfriend. and then i realized that even i didn't know the answer to that question. no, that's only partially true. what i realized is that the answer doesn't lie in my hands, at least not in the area of wanting it to happen. there might be some other areas i might be lacking in that might be affecting a possible relationship between us, but i think i'm getting an "a" in my efforts to make you question your current relationship. and even though i never wanted that to happen, i'm not sorry i'm trying to convince you that i can be everything you deserve. and i'm not sorry that the grip your boyfriend has on your heart may be loosening. because it's his own fault he seems to be blowing the best thing he'll ever have in life. his relationship with you. for lack of effort. for lack of desire. still, right now he has you. and all i have is my effort. and all i have is my desire. and i don't have you, while people around us, wonder and question about us."
sometime in '00 or '01, was writing on loose sheets of paper and wasn't dating them.
July 30, 2010
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