i have been smitten by you for the longest time, i guess since before i saw you pass me on the court
before you saw me across the room and asked who i was
before we even knew of each others existence…
i still claim to have seen you first. but i didnt know it was you, at the time.
i just saw only one on the field out of the rest of the bunch
from there, my eyes were locked.
and it never seemed to matter how not open you were with me
i still was locked on you
i feel as if i still am…
i remember the drunken night you ran away from the crowd
i ran right behind you
refusing to let you just run away, especially without me
you yelled “why are you still here, waiting on me?”
as you kept running, without letting me answer
we not only got stopped by the cop
but we stopped in the middle of a wet and snowy back road,
en route to your place, and you were yelling,
and hitting me, and pushing me….
and honestly, i knew why i would wait for you
why i seem crazy to you
why we but-heads
and since then, it seems as if im still waiting..
you are being loved by another,
you’ve always seemed to be loved by another
but i still wait for my time
my time with you
ive always waited