Going to miss this.

You got here too late for me to see

I had another choice;

a friend who understands supreme happiness,

and you have all that it takes to make me smile.

I'll let you know that it's been a while,

since I've had to choose

between what I want to keep and can't afford to lose.

You are so much better than I could hope for.

But I've already made my plans

so I'm afraid to hold your hand

I can't lead you on, besides you're far too good for me.

I'm a wretch that can't get his voice out

in situations where I really need to be heard.

You have my word;

if I'm what you want, I'll wait until

the sentence stuck in my throat begins to clear.

I could never be so cruel

as to lie, or be the the type of asshole

to get inside your bed and leave you frozen to your sheets

so I'll hide away, and ride the mining cart into the friend zone

like I have every time I've stood waiting in this line before.

The part that makes this hardest

is that I'm sure I'm not the only one

drowning in their thoughts

as we stare across the table

hoping one of us is able to build a lifeboat

out of weed and all this paper we have left

from all the notes we never sent.