waitin’ on love aint so easy to do

Dear Mike,

We’ve had a lot of fun. And you’ve been there for me through a lot. There are even times when you were the best thing to happen to me in a long time. But now things have changed. I’ve become vested in you. I don’t think you’ll ever know how much I care about you. You mean so much to me. I don’t want you to change who you are or what you do. That’s the person I care about.

But I’ve reached a breaking point. I never know what you want when you call. I never know if you care about me. I don’t need flowers or attention or a good-night call every night. What I need is to know that you do care about me. I need to know that you want to be with me. I suppose I should know these things and if I don’t, they aren’t there.

You told me to take care of me. You told me I had to do what I thought was best for me. And I think what’s best is for me not to do this anymore. You will always be very special to me. You are still welcome at my house when you need a place to stay. I will be here for you the best way I can, but I have to protect myself. I have to take care of myself. I can’t let myself get any deeper in with you without knowing you feel something for me too.

Well I was sitting, waiting, wishing
You believed in superstitions
Then maybe you’d see the signs

The Lord knows that this world is cruel
I ain’t the Lord, no I’m just a fool
Learning lovin’ somebody don’t make them love you

Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?

I sang your songs, I danced your dance
I gave your friends all a chance
But putting up with them
Wasn’t worth never having you

Maybe you’ve been through this before
But it’s my first time so please ignore
The next few lines cause they’re directed at you

I can’t always be waiting, waiting on you
I can’t always be playing, playing your fool

I keep playing your part
But it’s not my scene
Want this plot to twist
I’ve had enough mystery
Keep building it up
Then shooting me down
But I’m already down

Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting

Well, if I was in your position
I’d put down all my ammunition
I’d wonder why’d it taken me so long

But Lord knows that I’m not you
And if I was, I wouldn’t be so cruel
Cause waitin’ on love aint so easy to do

Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?

No, I can’t I always be waiting, waiting on you
I can’t always be playing, playing your fool

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing ~ Jack Johnson

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March 27, 2006

oh man, i could have written this word for word. just change the name… *hugs*

March 29, 2006

These words are reminiscent of my own about Emily. And I congratulate, celebrate, and lament the impact they will have. But I offer one word of caution – having someone you’re vested in sleep over is never a good idea; don’t give them access to your personal space unless you’re willing to make the compromise. I speak from first hand experience. Take Care. 🙂