The following is a poetic story by La'Janee Cosby called, "I Can't Believe You."
I hear you tell me that you care about me and you like me, and you’ve even done some things to prove that you do. But for some reason I can’t grasp the concept that you actually care for me. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t want to or if it’s that I can’t. Or maybe it’s because you’re telling me that you’re not ready to commit and we should just take it slow but our actions are riding the fence.
More times than not, we’re like a couple. You’re the first and last person I talk to on a daily basis, we make love to each other, and we’ve both spent some bread on one another but yet I still don’t believe you care for me.
I don’t know why I can’t. I try to repeat it to myself over and over…I try to tell myself just relax and enjoy the ride. But how can I enjoy a ride that could possibly end up at the corner of depressed and broken-hearted? You don’t run game and you’re so honest until it’s sweet but yet I have a problem accepting that you care about me.
No matter what you say or what you’ll do, I’ll probably never really believe you. I want to but I can’t. I just can’t believe that you care for me.
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