they say we accept the love we think we deserve
and you need to know that i have spent three years
thinking of your smile, and your laugh, and the touch of your hand, and being held as i sleep
and living for little signs, vague promises,
wasting afternoons, mornings, evenings on you
and i couldn't ever help but feel it was building up to something
but now i know that it was nothing i can really count on
because you could never tell me how you really felt
and i have to admit that now, finally
i am ever so much closer to accepting the love i think i truly deserve
and it isn't yours.