He told me today as we were in passing over recent events that
if one can't make you happy, two will,
I stood there thinking about it as he gave me the
"Two finger point at his eyeballs, then at mine" gesture,
I stayed sitting there thinking about it,
my first instinct was the primal one,
but his tone wasn't a perverted or sexual one
so I gave it more and more thought,
I'm perplexed by it,
I'm ate up about it,
If one can't
Make you happy,
Keep you around,
Work on problems,
Sacrifice,
Understand you,
Love you,
Than two can?
I guess if you take it in a sense that for every one that won't
two will makes sense,
I just don't want two or four or eight,
I wanted one inparticular,
And having this one did mean a lot of settling,
Change of behavior
of motivation
of time
Change of future
of life
of how I live
But it was worth it,
Because I loved whole heartedly
and didn't stop to think that
these problems that we had would
stop what we built,
That my inability to be inquisitive
about subjects that I myself am not astute at yet
would cause a drop in affection,
Or that the friends we shared would tally a mark
on how we felt about each other,
I just always believed that if two people love each other
they would find a way,
It's a really rude awakening for me
But I'm waking up