What I Should Have Said

I blurt out

"I love you"

You call my bluff 

(I wasn't bluffing)

You tell me

"You've loved lots of people"

What about him

What about him 

(I've learned the difference

between love and infatuation)

(There are different types of love.

Young love. Hopeful love. Desperate love. 

Real love. It's hard to know the real love.)

 

(I don't know how to tell you. 

I realized it was real love.

My love for you.

It's a love that's in my core,

it won't go away.

It's that I would build a 

life with you 

love.)

 

You tell me, 

you don't love anymore. 

 

(I don't believe you.)

 

I'm too afraid to call your bluff.

You look too sad.

It may be my fault. 

I don't know how

to take that back. 

 

(I'm sorry.)

 

You tell me you're sorry,

you're really in it right now. 

(Can I hold you up?)

 

(Helpless)

 

(Can I trade my useless love?

For your happiness?)

 

I tell you I don't give signs 

to random people.

 

You tell me 

you're not random.

 

(And you never will be.)

I see you.

I see you still love.