A Thesis

I know you still care about me.
I know, although not to the same extent right now,
That you still love me.

Everyone says forget her, she's just a girl.
No, she's everything I ever wanted and more.
This girl is my world.
And on her map, I try to place where I've hurt,
With thumbtacks.
Stacks and stacks of thumbtacks.

I start with the obvious.
Entrapment?
Overlapping,
of two lives?
It has already happened to you before,
And you feel it's coming around full tilt.
I am not him.
It will never happen again.

My negativity?
Before you left, I was overall happy.
But I understand, you can't be happy
With an unhappy soul.
Well, I'm done being down.
I want you to see that I am happy.
But with you,
I am ecstatic.

Little quarrels?
We're just together too much.
It's normal to fight.
The build-up was bound to happen.
I'm done with the bickering.
The only thing I'm fighting for
Is to be with you in your arms.
But to let us go.
Fleeing and not seeing...

Accustom to the schedule?
No time for you,
No time for friends or family?
What better time than now?
Take it. Take it all.
I will allot every fraction of every second of every day
To you, for you, and only you.
I'm just asking you to take 30 seconds out of your day
To tell me you love me at night.

Scared with our problem in hand,
You took my heart and you ran.
Leaving me to find the answer.
We can still fix it.
It's never too late.
You know I'll be here when you need me,
And when you don't.
But your coping method is a temporary excuse.
I'm not a tool for spontaneous use.

You say it is not me, it's you.
We both know we've done wrong,
More-so on my part.
I am promising the 100% truth,
And although, words often fall through,
Don't rush, but let me prove it to you...
Things will change.