I've known you so long, but I can't touch you. I can't get close now, because you prefer to be far. I feel special, compared to all the others. Because I know you, I do. I can't come within an inch, but I do know you. That gives me an edge. I wonder if you have the same conversations with me than you do with them. Do you talk about paisley prints and busted pens with every Sally Stripper and Penny Prostitute? I bet it's just me. But I can't tell with you. I can never tell with you...
It's strange because I've been entangled in you before. But I'm not soft. I don't melt like butter into all your empty promises. Because I know you. I guess that gives me an edge with you too. But I liked that we were partners in crime (Starsky and Hutch, Turner and Hooch) and that I always had someone to laugh with when there was someone to laugh at. Not the most functional relationship, but a satisfying one. The thing is, I like the things you like. And I know that you're smart. And I know that you didn't used to be this easy. These kinds of things used to mean something to you. I bet none of them know how long it took you to finally put your arm around me. I bet they didn't know how long it once (upon a time) took you to 'fess up to what you really thought. You did it for me. You always did it for me.
Maybe it's that I think of you just like I did with that Boy From Behind The Water Fountain. Yeah, you know the one. That boy who I thought I loved more than anything in the world and then I realized that saying that stuff made you want to punch in my face with....tree branches? It's not like anyone else would get it. They just don't. Because the fact is: We grew up together. And now you're apart from me and I long for the day when you were the dog and I was the detective.
Don't argue. You know it wasn't the other way around.
It's strange because I've been entangled in you before. But I'm not soft. I don't melt like butter into all your empty promises. Because I know you. I guess that gives me an edge with you too. But I liked that we were partners in crime (Starsky and Hutch, Turner and Hooch) and that I always had someone to laugh with when there was someone to laugh at. Not the most functional relationship, but a satisfying one. The thing is, I like the things you like. And I know that you're smart. And I know that you didn't used to be this easy. These kinds of things used to mean something to you. I bet none of them know how long it took you to finally put your arm around me. I bet they didn't know how long it once (upon a time) took you to 'fess up to what you really thought. You did it for me. You always did it for me.
Maybe it's that I think of you just like I did with that Boy From Behind The Water Fountain. Yeah, you know the one. That boy who I thought I loved more than anything in the world and then I realized that saying that stuff made you want to punch in my face with....tree branches? It's not like anyone else would get it. They just don't. Because the fact is: We grew up together. And now you're apart from me and I long for the day when you were the dog and I was the detective.
Don't argue. You know it wasn't the other way around.
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