I'm not sure I can give you what you need
I am patient,
But I am also full of love—
It's who I am.
I do not know when to stop
Complimenting,
being present for you,
Letting you know how I feel,
Or being overly emotional.
I know you need time,
You need space.
But I can only give you a limited amount of those things,
Without compromising my own values; my own needs.
I didn't used to care about what I needed,
I only cared for the necessity of others.
But I learned that's how you get hurt.
And I'm not going to be foolish enough to do that to myself again.
Our needs are far too different,
But I can't seem to walk away.
Can we just be?
It's too soon to say what I want to say,
But if I may—
I just really want you to stay.
It all happened too fast for me,
I wish I could turn back my feelings
Like a clock.
Resetting the hands,
Where they wouldn't touch yours,
Not quite yet.
Where we were still each other's,
Without really fulfilling the concept of us.
Where we talked like there was no such thing as time,
You made forget what hours felt like.
Now, I can't forget how treacherous they seem to be,
Without you.
Time is a damned thing you see,
I just want you to be with me.
But as it passes,
We continue on separate paths,
One going faster than the other,
Me chasing you,
And you chasing—
Everything but me.
Time is making me forgettable to you,
And I do not know what to do.
