First you pull me closer to you, and then you squeeze me again gone.
You know how I feel about that? Do you realize that you are playing with my mind and my heart?
I crave consistency. I hate this back and forth with you.
We spend time together and everything is going great. You fancy me, I fancy you.
You're kind, loving and the sweetest guy in the world when we're together, but when we're not together you don't even look me.
And when I retreat, you follow me. I hate this. I hate these games.
I hate that you only want me when you're afraid of losing me. When I'm distant with you.
You have to tell me where we stand. I've heard all the excuses and I'm fed up with them.
If you love me as much as you say, I don't understand what's stopping you, other than maybe your own fear.
You with your what-if. And me too. I'm scared too.
What if you hurt me? What if everything goes wrong? What if you find someone else? What if you break my heart like no other?
You know what? I'm tired of what ifs. We cannot know what the future will bring. What if we both work out great?
What if we both have something real and out of sheer fear we lose it? I'm willing to risk it.
I'm willing to put my fears back. Are you willing to do the same?
I hope it's you. 'Cause I won't wait much longer I think I've waited more than enough.
It’s like I’ve been through it all with someone else & I don’t want to repeat the same story – the story of a halfhearted man, halfhearted promises and halfhearted love.
I don't want to go through it all again.
You are more important to me than anything else, but you have to understand that I can't settle for less than I deserve.
I've learned my lesson in the past. I don’t ever want to look back and take you as just another lesson.
I hope you are more than that. I know that you can be more. I know it can be great between the two of us.
Somehow I can feel that you feel it too – you just don't want to admit it yet. I hope you will before it's too late. Before I give up on both of us.
All you have to do is put your arms around me and tell me you're in. Then we can take it slow.
One step at a time. I just need to know that you're mine.
That you can proudly call me your girlfriend or introduce me to your friends. That you are willing to risk and bet everything you have on us.
So make up your mind. Either you want me or you don't want me. I don't want to be somewhere in between anymore.
I hate this situation. It feels like pure torture. It makes me neither happy nor satisfied.
I hate that “in between” with you. I hope you'll see that I can do better than this "in between" deserve. That we're both better than this "in between" are.