For years you've been waiting for that perfect moment, the perfect girl.
But what you haven't realized that it's sitting right here.
The answer, the one.
Yet you're blind and keep on with your life of a bachelor because you think that girl is still around the corner.
Eventually you'll run out of walls to walk around.
Eventually you'll have to deal with the walls you've put up.
The time you've wasted.
And the girl you've let go.
Because I don't know if I can wait any longer.
I don't know if I can hold my heart out for you, while you play with it like play dough.
You joke that I'm just your part-time girl.
But it's not a joke.
It's true.
You want me when you want me, but then you see that gorgeous girl and forget.
Forget our chemistry.
Our long conversations.
Our easy moments of silence.
How everything just worked so naturally.
I've never been enough for anyone in my life.
And now you're just making my predicament even worse.
I've been justifying your actions, thinking that you might eventually change.
But I don't think players change.
And I think you're okay with playing the game for another few years.
So when you're done looking for perfection, and when you realize that no one is perfect, realize that the perfect girl for you is long gone.
Because she didn't want to be loved part-time.
She wanted love full-time.
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