Coy was I the day we met. Those boyish charms to soon regret. Needy me clings so close. Restrain, embrace, abstain, overdose. And back and forth, we go.
A million reasons to not be with me. If patience is a virtue so is insanity. My favorite thing about you is you never give up on me. Wait. You go your way, I'll go mine. Back and forth, the hands of time.
Self preservation is a trap. Bend over backwards so you don't snap. Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. Back and forth, the thermostat.
A million reasons to not be with me. Just choose one but choose wisely. Hence. Therefore. Acquiesce. My favorite thing about you is you never give up on me.
Between the man I was and the man I should be lies a woman waiting patiently. Here, there, distant, adjacently. Back and forth, complacency.
One reason to not be with you. Me.
Self deprecation is a trap disguised as humility.
My favorite thing about you is you never give up on me.
