Last night you demanded answers about us.
You wanted to know if we are a forever couple. An answer I didn't have.
Not because I'm not sure I love you. I am.
I'm not sure of your feelings. And I might have been right to be unsure.
You said you didn't think we had a lot of time left, and you didn't want to waste any more time.
We've been seeing each other for six months.
I've laid in your arms, we've laid in my bed, and we've had long talks about life.
I never felt as though I was wasting my time. Not once.
I am beginning to question the past six months, and whether or not I really understood your motives.
You have wanted a relationship solely on your terms.
You have said you're willing to be patient, but you don't ask what I need to move forward.
All you say is we need to move forward, but you offer nothing to make me feel any safety, love, or compromise.
Oh you say a relationship takes compromise, but it always seems as though you're talking about me compromising how I need to be treated in a relationship.
You've known all along what I've been through in other relationships, and you still expect that I should compromise everything I know and need, to be with you.
And now you tell me you've been wasting your time.
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