It might not last, but I enjoyed it while it was here. Yes, it’s important to be optimisitic, but I feel that it’s important to protect my feelings. You’re great at making me feel wonderul but you have a way of making me feel so irritated. The moments I enjoy are totally worth it. That is why I keep coming back. That is what the fuck is really going on.

Why cant you be like that everytime I see you. I’d prefer that over your bullshit cover up feelings. 

Where are we now? A year ago we were perfect. An unsaid commitment to just be happy with each other. Now youre a fucking deuche. If I was regretful, I’d regret you. You disapoint me. You’re not the same friend. You’re just like the rest of these niggas who just want pussy. I thought so much more of you, I respected you. Now I’m beginning to despise you. You’re mean to me now. I stuck with you. When you were going through it I tried to be here for you. All you did was push me away, and my dumb ass stayed. For what? Who the fuck knows? What the fuck is going on? I’m so disapointed. In you, in me, in us.

But, I wish you the best. I refuse to feel disrespected. I’ve said it more than once. You can’t seem to get with the program. Whenever you wanted our relationship to change, I agreed. I did what you wanted in order for you to be happy, and you can’t even make simple changes to do the same. My feelings aren’t hurt anymore. Now I’m angry at myself for continuing to settle for someone who can’t make a minor settlement for me.

But, still I stay. I like you so much. Only Lord knows why. I know the beautiful person that you can be and I’m steadily trying to find him. Why? Because when I found him I found a piece of me. Now that it’s gone I’m searching again. But, maybe just maybe it was a delightful summer wind. A wind that has gone through four seasons already and I can’t find the breeze.

I know I’m not in love with you, why do I feel the need to constantly yearn for your attention and friendship? What the fuck is really going on?

It might not last, but I enjoyed it while it was here. Yes, it’s important to be optimisitic, but I feel that it’s important to protect my feelings. You’re great at making me feel wonderul but you have a way of making me feel so irritated. The moments I enjoy are totally worth it. That is why I keep coming back. That is what the fuck is really going on.

Why cant you be like that everytime I see you. I’d prefer that over your bullshit cover up feelings. 

Where are we now? A year ago we were perfect. An unsaid commitment to just be happy with each other. Now youre a fucking deuche. If I was regretful, I’d regret you. You disapoint me. You’re not the same friend. You’re just like the rest of these niggas who just want pussy. I thought so much more of you, I respected you. Now I’m beginning to despise you. You’re mean to me now. I stuck with you. When you were going through it I tried to be here for you. All you did was push me away, and my dumb ass stayed. For what? Who the fuck knows? What the fuck is going on? I’m so disapointed. In you, in me, in us.

But, I wish you the best. I refuse to feel disrespected. I’ve said it more than once. You can’t seem to get with the program. Whenever you wanted our relationship to change, I agreed. I did what you wanted in order for you to be happy, and you can’t even make simple changes to do the same. My feelings aren’t hurt anymore. Now I’m angry at myself for continuing to settle for someone who can’t make a minor settlement for me.

But, still I stay. I like you so much. Only Lord knows why. I know the beautiful person that you can be and I’m steadily trying to find him. Why? Because when I found him I found a piece of me. Now that it’s gone I’m searching again. But, maybe just maybe it was a delightful summer wind. A wind that has gone through four seasons already and I can’t find the breeze.

I know I’m not in love with you, why do I feel the need to constantly yearn for your attention and friendship? What the fuck is really going on?