“I can’t say I feel the same way about you
But if you ask me, I know I’ll say I do.
When I’m ready.”
How can you be that stiff when expressing how you feel?
Does it really take everything that you are to say you love someone?
Those are 3 words only, 3 syllables and you have to say it once,
Tell me, how tough can it be?
I am not demented and demanding about this,
I don’t have the right to argue even,
I know I can never ask you for anything
But I dare to make you answer,
What am I to you?
Am I someone whom you just spent a night with?
Am I just the person you call around for a drink?
Am I ever going to be more than the man you call when you’re bored?
Do I even get promoted to be worthy on your Saturday with?
Your wickedness when you laugh over something stupid,
That funny little scar you gush over saying it’s too big on your forehead,
Those tiny shorts you love to wear when you go out,
Those pair of sneakers you just happen to wear every now and then,
You might not notice you always have a tie on your wrist,
I don’t know why I know all these
Perhaps I spent too much time noticing such things.
I wanna know and make things clear,
I don’t wanna assume anymore,
I wanna feel right and sufficient,
I wanna know where I am in your life,
I wanna know if you love me like that
Or you don’t.
Well, you know.
Atleast tell me when is ready?
