Locked in Label
How long are you willing to chill before you get it?
Where is the line at which you break?
When is it too long to wait?
Why do I feel like you’re giving up?
Exclusively connected together
We just don’t call it what the others do;
That’s enough for me, but clearly not okay with you.
Maybe commitment is key,
But why is commitment a label?
That seems to be a lock.
Holding off on the label in fear that love will turn to obligation.
To wake up and choose to be devoted to a person;
Speaks louder than an unspoken chore-
A chore where relationships lead,
With hurt being the only way out.
Fear and rejection,
When I cannot accept admiration.
Just to get comfortable and then abandoned?
I think I’m protecting us both, but;
A misconception of safety to my heart,
if I don’t let it be touched;
It feels cruel and unfair.
I’m sorry, it’s not.
I feel you’ve chilled long enough
As we dance on this line
They tell us not to give up but
Maybe it’s right us, wrong time.