You held out your hand for a fist pump
But I immediately went in for a hug.
Why am I like this?
All I wanted was a kiss.
You keep saying that you want to be
But I’ve seen how your eyes devour me.
Now, your cologne lingers
On my leather jacket.
You go off to sleep with her;
I lock myself in the closet.
I keep hoping one day,
When you’re done playing,
You will have the courage to look back in.
There is no guarantee
But you might just find me
Waiting for you, with arms wide open.