If you don’t make it an issue… ‘it’ won’t be an issue.
I don’t have the time or energy to go through the emotional wringer…
I haven’t told you yet… but I’ve been through enough of those to last a lifetime
You like me… I like you
It should be simple
But you complicate it… with your ‘maturity’… your ‘thoughtfulness’…
But I refuse to apologize or explain something that I don't understand myself...
The ‘years’ that bug you bug me sometimes as well… but I decided to not sweat the little things
You have two chances… maybe one
Shape up and deal with it… or I’ll drop you
I like you babe… but I WILL drop you cos I WILL NOT go through life watching my words and actions
I WILL NOT water me down…
It’s supposed to be a freestyle at this point… don’t try to put me in a genre... a box... a 'whatever'
Even as I write this… I think I might be steeling myself against you… babe I don’t want to… but I just might have to.
This might be done before it even really began… but I’d rather that than ‘make do’…‘Boyfriend’… for the purpose of this blog… for however long you might end up featuring on it… I’ll call you ‘Coach’
I deserve the best... as do you... let's be that to each other or nothing else.