What does it mean to be into
someone like you?
Is it the simple admiration of your personality?
With a healthy dose of carnal views?
With a bond where every word is true?
Well if that's really all it takes, then by all accounts I'm into you
I like your face
I like your eyes
I like your humor and your smile
The way you walk
The way to talk
How conversations last a while
But I know that's too simple
I know I do
I also know, you know that too.
Because that's not really what it means to be into someone like you, no
It's holding hands in hopeful trance
to heavy on the days in wait
with a passion too burned to sleep
so yearned to meet
the days of growing old and great
Two young lovers, plan ahead
To days of glory and messy beds.
a very person to call your own
Coming home to warm embrace
where a gentle kiss spills upon your face
Now by these accounts
I've got some news
you might not beleive it true
but it turns out that really
I am not that into you
don't get me wrong
I like your face
I like your eyes
I like your humor and your smile
The way you walk
The way to talk
How conversations last a while
I've thought this through
it's not denial
I don't want you
Although commitment sounds amazing
and my brazen heart is ripe for taking
It's not for me,
not now at least
I still need to grow
and work some more
before I allow me to feel it free
I hope you can excuse my actions
they're symptoms of nothing
but shallow attraction
you mean more to me as friend than as a lover
that is of course, if we can re befriend each other
Cause you're not doing well and I've ****** up
Letting old habits hurt another
I don't want to be with you
I don't need the day, or afternoon
Just a couple texts should do me good
I don't need your loyalty and truth
Just someone to laugh with and to goof
But that's all for nought
if you feel it not
that abstinence's the way to go
If you want me gone
I'll make it done
And find another friendly soul
with a pretty face
And pretty eyes
a funny humor and pretty smile
a pretty walk
a sultry talk
and conversations that last a while
And now I realize, I see
How contradicting I can be
What kind of friend writes poems of love?
Or gets you flowers to apologize?
Or scratches your back while you cry?
Or asks to kiss?
Or insults your weight?
I'm often sorry as of late,
I haven't been a good friend
I confuse you to no end
I abused your limits
I lose defend
But I don't want
to lose you as my friend
I'm sorry that I'm strange with portraying my emotions
It never made much sense to me
Because both my friend
and both my lover
share my heart in equal piece
I'm grateful you put up with me
I really don't take it for granted
I'm sorry that I made it seem like it's love my heart demnanded
What I feel is much more akin
to the fear of being abandoned
But I'll keep my pace
and stay away
for how many days you recommended
I hope one day
we'll be okay
and our friendship will be mended
I hate that I made you uncomfortable
I'm sorry
Nov 27, 2025
Nov 27, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
What does it mean to be into
someone like you?
Is it the simple admiration of your personality?
With a healthy dose of carnal views?
With a bond where every word is true?
Well if that's really all it takes, then by all accounts I'm into you
I like your face
I like your eyes
I like your humor and your smile
The way you walk
The way to talk
How conversations last a while
But I know that's too simple
I know I do
I also know, you know that too.
Because that's not really what it means to be into someone like you, no
It's holding hands in hopeful trance
to heavy on the days in wait
with a passion too burned to sleep
so yearned to meet
the days of growing old and great
Two young lovers, plan ahead
To days of glory and messy beds.
a very person to call your own
Coming home to warm embrace
where a gentle kiss spills upon your face
Now by these accounts
I've got some news
you might not beleive it true
but it turns out that really
I am not that into you
don't get me wrong
I like your face
I like your eyes
I like your humor and your smile
The way you walk
The way to talk
How conversations last a while
I've thought this through
it's not denial
I don't want you
Although commitment sounds amazing
and my brazen heart is ripe for taking
It's not for me,
not now at least
I still need to grow
and work some more
before I allow me to feel it free
I hope you can excuse my actions
they're symptoms of nothing
but shallow attraction
you mean more to me as friend than as a lover
that is of course, if we can re befriend each other
Cause you're not doing well and I've ****** up
Letting old habits hurt another
I don't want to be with you
I don't need the day, or afternoon
Just a couple texts should do me good
I don't need your loyalty and truth
Just someone to laugh with and to goof
But that's all for nought
if you feel it not
that abstinence's the way to go
If you want me gone
I'll make it done
And find another friendly soul
with a pretty face
And pretty eyes
a funny humor and pretty smile
a pretty walk
a sultry talk
and conversations that last a while
And now I realize, I see
How contradicting I can be
What kind of friend writes poems of love?
Or gets you flowers to apologize?
Or scratches your back while you cry?
Or asks to kiss?
Or insults your weight?
I'm often sorry as of late,
I haven't been a good friend
I confuse you to no end
I abused your limits
I lose defend
But I don't want
to lose you as my friend
I'm sorry that I'm strange with portraying my emotions
It never made much sense to me
Because both my friend
and both my lover
share my heart in equal piece
I'm grateful you put up with me
I really don't take it for granted
I'm sorry that I made it seem like it's love my heart demnanded
What I feel is much more akin
to the fear of being abandoned
But I'll keep my pace
and stay away
for how many days you recommended
I hope one day
we'll be okay
and our friendship will be mended
I hate that I made you uncomfortable
I'm sorry
Can't tell if I fell in love with my closest friend
