When I Think You Mean It This Time

If I leave, you wouldn’t watch me go. You wouldn’t show up at an airport and watch me board and say goodbye. If you held my hand, you would just let go, insecure of what to do next. If you wanted me to stay, you’d let go right away. Too scared to let me in, emotions would take over again, you’d find another and all of what you said, would be a lie. If I drove you crazy, i’d still be able to make you that way, if you lost your mind, you wouldn’t be able to think straight, making the worst outcomes, you seem sane to me. If you wanted me back and I did, you would end up leaving like you always did, giving me another lame excuse, saying you aren’t ready this time. If you think of me, it’s a waste, because that thought should be consistent and not once in awhile. If you were beside me, you’d look in my eyes and wonder what you were doing there. If you let me go, you’d not be believing in yourself, you’d be giving up yet again, having insecurites take the best of you. If you truely changed, I would love to believe you, but I don’t, i’ve tried to so many times. All this a reality, and when I think you mean it this time, you show my thoughts were right all along..