You're waiving your white flag With less than enough effort To convince me you are done.
I know your heart is desheveled, crumpled Into a ball of torn misery between What to do with me.
You need space, you can't fathom space. You need time, you won't take the time. You need peace, I make it hard to obtain that.
So if you feel a force underneath your elbow, Pushing your arm high enough to see That you're waiving that flag in my face,
Know it's me pushing you there. Know I'll hold your elbow there for so long, And walk away once you have enough strength to keep it there.
I'll push your elbow up So you can push me away, And walk down the path you've been hesitant to tread.
Hold strong with that white flag, Keep it high enough so I can see it in the distance As I look back at you, up tall and unwavering.
A past relationship resurfaced and he's miserable because I'm unavailable and as much as we enjoy each other's company, he needs to let me go to love on. I'm having a hard time coming to terms with that, that we can't be friends right now. But I love him dearly. I care a lot about him, and if I am true to what I say then I have to take myself out of his life until he doesn't feel anything for me. It's twisted and it ***** but it's necessary. This is what this is about, pushing him up so he can push me away.