Is an unfair label to place on you
You’ve outgrown that label
You’ve taken on a shape of your own
That outranks and outmatches the reference you were supposed to emulate
You are soft where he is bitter
You are kind where he is shy
You and wonderful where he is magnificent
You are calm while he is a storm
One isn’t better than the other per se
Just while he calls me names and tells me he hates me
You would be the one to remember my birthday, and borrow your sweatshirt
And both are beautiful ways of saying I love you
But I’m tired of the harsh nature of his affection
I want something soft and loving
Mutual understanding and connection
I want to be distracted by your eyes, as well as your mind
I don’t want to argue, I was to debate. Collaborate.
The time for harsh words and crying is over
I want to be loved, openly and softly
To be witnessed and to be understood
I think you understand my story In a way the rest don’t.
Well at least I hope you do
I want to learn about you.
The way you celebrate your birthday
How you smile when you’re genuinely happy
What things you entertain yourself with when you can’t sleep
The girls that broke your heart before your came to my doorstep
I don’t know you, but I want to
I say it’s for you, but I’m beginning to think that’s a lie
A soft lie, a fabrication of the truth to protect the order of things
For in truth it is for you, in that I want to respect your boundaries
But deep down it is also to ensure I don’t break my heart again
Over someone who doesn’t care to put in the effort I do
To understand and empathize with the reality the other faces
To give support where it is needed, where I have energy to spare
I want you to be someone I can care about