Indecision

aral

Was it misinterpretation when we seemingly agreed,

That our co-infatuation was for certain, guaranteed?

Have I once again misheard the subtle quiver of your voice?

Was I chasing after shadows? Was I always second choice?

Was the glimmer unintended from the corner of your eye?

Should I keep on being hopeful? Should I finally let it die?

Were your words, so reassuring, meant to add to the surprise?

Were they meant to be conditional and very nearly lies?

Were the last four years a pattern? Have I felt this bad before?

Should I let my heart keep knocking? Can you even see the door?

It isn’t that you’ve picked something I absolutely hate

It’s the cruelty and the sorrow in the way you fluctuate

And you must be something special if I haven’t changed my ways

Just a simple invitation and you’ve kept me in a daze

And I know I won’t persuade you and I wouldn’t even try

I just want you to be happy and I thought I was the guy

This is not an ultimatum, because common sense aside

I still think of you and smile; I just wish you would decide.