of walking around you in circles
while you just turn your head
to make sure i don't surprise you
what the hell are you afraid of
i'll never understand
you said you'd miss me if were not to call you
so i called you
now fast forward 4 months
we've had a handful of times
where we really together. one thing.
shake your head and say you didn't feel it, if you're brave enough
but you're not.
you made sure to let everything cool off
in indifference and disappearance
what are you looking for s. l.
and, even considering you know
why haven't you told me to fuck off?
it's pretty clear i'm in love with you
the reasons why are not important
(must i write them?)
i've made steps towards you
i've done enough. it wouldn't be respectful for me
or for you to keep hope alive
for something you so feebly feel
i might be wrong about us
(but i don't think i am)
nevertheless there's a bigger problem:
you have no idea of what you're doing
and that's because you've never made a fucking
conscious decision in your life.
start.
for s.l.
