I meet people looking for hope,
To go all in and not look back.
But sometimes its like reaching for a rope.
A rope always out of my grasp, running out of slack.
I just want to know where we stand.
For you to come out and speak loudly.
Without messengers traversing the land.
Forcing you to finally confront me.
Mistakes in the past should remain justly there.
I tried so hard for us to work,
Leaving my feelings of another to be fair
But with you, it continues to creep up, leaving you at a fork.
To take the cheater or the one who is right...
I stress here waiting for an answer
It seems your choice is made with no insight.
It makes so much sense that we'd go further.
I don't know why i still try
I won't stay here waiting to be your second choice
Even if at night alone i must lie.
I've done all i could, but the decision is in your voice.
