Must I always be waiting waiting on you?

Randomly listening to: Sitting, Waiting, Wishing by Jack Johnson


Whatever happened to keeping in contact? Whatever happened to making sure that distance didn't pull us apart? Whatever happened to our friendship being stronger than that? Whatever happened to fighting?


I know, I know, it has always been my role to be the one to reach out, to maintain that. I know, I know, you just expect me to keep doing that.


But I am so fed up.


Fuck. Don't you know that I have a life too?


The only difference between you and me is that I actually try.

And I wouldn't mind trying harder than the rest if I actually saw the rest trying.

 But I don't. I see no effort whatsoever and I just feel like you don't care.

And I just want to turn around and walk and walk till you run behind me and catch up with me.

But I'm so scared of having to walk forever and ending too far away from you.

I can 't  always be waiting waiting on you