I’ve been really patient, you know?
But if we were going to see each other, we would have seen each other by now.
I’ve realized.
You were just wasting my time.
I’M a LAME.
With pride, though.
I’m not what you’re looking for and that’s fine.
But you’re being fake.
Pretty face filled with uncertainty, cool.
But I thought you were better than that.
I had to realize that, myself.
I’m not what you’re looking for.
This is a game I’m familiar with.
Accustomed.
You’re looking for someone who plays games, so go and get it.
But I don’t do that.
Too cool to be your style.
If it sends me to the edge, I’ll be laid better than you, dear.
All of these mind games you’ve been playing.
Wasting my time over a thousand times.
But I guess I’ve always had a thought like: Maybe.
See, I’ve been foolishly patient, but no more.
You didn’t even have to do all of that though, you know?..
No pressure, though.
No hard feelings, but you didn’t even have to come over here like that.
You peeped the vibes.
We’ve been friends for a long time.
I’m glad you never came.
I can’t even look at you the same.
