I know since you're good at patience,
i would die if i met you as a waitress,
crazy someone so amazin as you could be,
handling my food, while i'm thinking we should be,
together spending whenever numerous nights,
watch a horror movie, turn off the lights,
lay together for the duration like we're paralyzed,
such frustration keeps me from trying every time,
now that i know feelings exist,
i will make a success out of this,
will stand by on your best and hold you up when it's shit,
even bring you any soup whenever you're sick,
all the pain i felt yesterday,
all was forgotten like i threw it away,
and when i wake up tomorrow,
you will be more then just a book to borrow.