I DO NOT OWN THESE SONGS, I JUST OWN THE LETTER. AND THE LETTER BEING BASED ON THE SONGS. IF YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW.
I do take recommendations for songs.
Dear ----(eradicated)----,
First of all, I'm going to be very clear. No bush-beating today.
DUDE! WHY?
Why do you love me?
Why haven't you gone and left like the others?
I'm bad at extending the olive branch after a fight.
Haven't you gotten tired of always forgiving me first?
Even when I'm not ready to accept you're right?
I'm great at being in the wrong place and the wrong time.
Remember that time I was jumped in a bar because I said the wrong thing and you had to push him off?
Or every time you had to pick me up from the police station because I was accused of something because I'm curious?
When we argue, you always are quiet. Let me pick and scream and yell. You don't say a word, no matter what I say.
You get prepared for every verbal hit I lay against you.
Don't even say a word when it's beyond clear that I'm wrong.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy wrong.
And yet I cannot believe how lucky I am when I find out you are still there, in the kitchen the next morning.
Not leaving like the others.
When you hug me and say that you love me, despite my issues?
I'm not worthy of finding a person like you.
I tell you these things, and you say that I was in the right place at the right time to find you.
Let me tell you now, I might've been in the right place, but you definitely weren't.
I don't deserve it.
After everything?
Infinity no.
So I ask you, why do you stay?
Why do you not leave me?
When I leave for weeks, you always welcome me back. With open arms.
Telling me you missed me.
Calm. Quiet. Genuine. Worthy.
Everything I am not.
You never hold my flaws or words against me.
I'm impatient, but you are patient with me.
Ever so patient.
I hide secrets, appointments, say things you know I don't mean, but I meant in the moment. Those things I can never take back.
But you hold your tongue.
Maybe get an extremely annoying attractive lock of your jaw.
Cross your arms.
Ugh.
And we are now entering the part where I bring up the many times I pushed you away.
It speaks for itself.
And when we go to parties.
Everyone looks at you.
But you never notice. Keeping your eyes on me.
Telling me how attractive I am.
Dude, have you ever looked in the mirror?!?!?
You never complain about my terrible sleeping schedule, either.
No matter how bad it affects you.
I'm lucky to have you.
(But, like, wHy?)
Why do I do the things that I do?
Why do you stay?
Anyways, those are my thoughts.
I'm going to tape them to your forehead next Thursday.
<3 u 2,
----(eradicated)-------
