The minutes we’ve shared this past week
Are at their best, quite meek.
Your time: I as for you to lend me just a bit more
And all you do is keep walking out that door
A lover is someone who does need attention
So please god stop working on you weed retention
Right now I feel so neglected
Yet it has given me time, and I’ve reflected.
Of my feelings towards you,
My love is still true.
I keep trying not to cry
But I must ask you ask you why?
You say I have done nothing wrong
But these feelings have been with me for so long.
I can’t stand this anymore
From my knees I’m falling to the floor
I beg you, tell me why?
Why it is that you want me to cry?
Currently, I am still your boyfriend
Though it seems more like boy minus friend
I am and have been there for you
To let me help you I beg anew.
No more I have to say
To my bed and there I will lay
Why, why, why I still cry.
