Mood: Apprehensive
Song: Wait for You; Atreyu
I'm getting tired..of waiting.
It makes me paranoid
and jumpy.
To be quite honest,
you've had a week almost.
I don't see how long it takes you to decide.
Whether you want to stay.
Or go.
Maybe its time for me to go.
For a change, maybe I'll close the door.
I'll be the one to end this cycle.
But a part of me is scared,
I love you,
There's no way around that,
I always will I'm afraid,
But its time you made up your mind,
I'm not something that you can have when its convenient,
I'm not an item.
Maybe I should have let things as they were,
We obviously can't be friends without falling in love,
Or being 'friends with benefits',
Maybe I should have just let you leave,
Left the door shut,
Locked,
Bolted shut.
As I said though, I'm afraid to let go.
Will that show how...fake..Or..
...Weak our love was?
Just how easily we can fall apart, like it never really matted in the first place.
I'm scared that we never really meant anything at all...
The pain is subsiding,
My mood swings are slowing,
I'm starting to move on,
Its a shame you can't be with me.
Such a shame.
But not to worry my love,
I'll do as I always do,
Give you the benefit of doubt - till Sunday,
If by then, we haven't spoke,
And you haven't decided,
I just might slam the door in your face.
Song: Wait for You; Atreyu
I'm getting tired..of waiting.
It makes me paranoid
and jumpy.
To be quite honest,
you've had a week almost.
I don't see how long it takes you to decide.
Whether you want to stay.
Or go.
Maybe its time for me to go.
For a change, maybe I'll close the door.
I'll be the one to end this cycle.
But a part of me is scared,
I love you,
There's no way around that,
I always will I'm afraid,
But its time you made up your mind,
I'm not something that you can have when its convenient,
I'm not an item.
Maybe I should have let things as they were,
We obviously can't be friends without falling in love,
Or being 'friends with benefits',
Maybe I should have just let you leave,
Left the door shut,
Locked,
Bolted shut.
As I said though, I'm afraid to let go.
Will that show how...fake..Or..
...Weak our love was?
Just how easily we can fall apart, like it never really matted in the first place.
I'm scared that we never really meant anything at all...
The pain is subsiding,
My mood swings are slowing,
I'm starting to move on,
Its a shame you can't be with me.
Such a shame.
But not to worry my love,
I'll do as I always do,
Give you the benefit of doubt - till Sunday,
If by then, we haven't spoke,
And you haven't decided,
I just might slam the door in your face.
