You and me, it's been three years now, and I need to know: what are we doing? Where is this, "us", going? Because it seems to me that I'm always taking the lead. You only stay in one place, stationary. We've had our share of ups and downs, but I don't know how much longer I can take this.
We're just too different. I try to head one way, but you're always forcing me to go another. You never consider my feelings, or how my day went when we meet up. Instead, you do whatever you feel like, and frustrate me to no end. I know you think that everyone likes to push your buttons, but I hate it when you take it out on me.
Every time I think it's over, and I've had the last straw, we have one of those good days. Everything seems to go off without a hitch, and you make sure I get home on time, which my mother appreciates greatly. Those days, I can't help but think that maybe fate isn't so cruel, and that you aren't a soulless, inanimate object.
But just when I feel my heart beginning to open up again, you leave me waiting out in the freezing cold. I really want to make this work, but you're going to have to help. I can't be the only one always looking for the green light signal to 'go'.
I hope you'll consider everything I've said, and think about how your actions impact not only me, but everyone around me.
Grace
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