How Much Longer Must We Sit Here

You’re like the lyrics to a catchy song, always stuck in my head for days, and always so long, imp more confused than a freshmen in high school, one wrong move and I look like a fool, my nerves are like the lead in a pencil, you just keep writing so much and its gradually warring me down to the to the eraser, when you told me you wanted to date other people, my heart sunk like the titanic in the Atlantic ocean, it hurts me because I still love you more than an author loves to write a chapter, you have me wondering if you still want our relationship as much as I do, I feel miserable, like I a have the flu, waiting for you to make up your mind is too painful, how much longer must we sit in agony before we get it together? I hope we don’t sit here too much longer.