You came and asked me my name.
I knew it was a come on.
You wanted to know all about me,
while watching only my breasts.
Don't bother, you won't meet them later.
I watched you for hours move,
from woman to woman,
you needed too much from others.
I could have charmed you into giving me all.
Your ATM, your credit card,
Instead I told you
"look at me, AT me.
What do you see?"
No answer but a question on his lips.
"Do I look like someone who cares,
do i strike you even for a minute as friendly.
I am reading and you are a gnat in my day.
Hours from now I will not remember you."
we've talked every day for three years.
Who knew the truth could set you free.
And still I don't stop.
THen yesterday you kissed me,
I was floored and I was tempted.
No, I cannot do this, the feeling still stands.
A romance can be gone in an instant.
but a friend lasts forever.
I would rather be a friend,
then some chick you fucked.
And still I look like I don't care,
and when I have that look,
you stare at my tits.
