You're not allowed to tell me

What I can and can not do, but I let you. Because here I am the boy sitting on the sidelines waiting for you to figure out that I'm good for you. I'm the boy patiently waiting for you to realize that you need to get rid of the shit in your life to be more appealing to me. Sorry I didn't ask you home, but I didn't realize that was a given, we aren't together anymore, you didn't wanna. So what makes me think you wanna go home with me? You have mark, john, chris, and whoever else texting you for your dick. Are you confused because I'm the only one that wants your heart? Is that a flavor you haven't tasted in a while? Is that why I scared you away? Because you felt like you might actually have to give your heart to me...Or worse!...You might want to!!!!? Crazy thought. I can't handle these ups and downs. Every time I think we are in a good place you always have to lure me in and think you want something more from me. But I'm always caught off guard when I figure it out. Cause you have chris, Joe, Mark, and Jim, all texting you, what good am I to you? Oh right, I want your heart and not just your dick. But Chris, Jack, and Paul all are really cute! You already know it will amount to nothing. And that's fine with you because you won't have to feel, other than the orgasm that follows. Nothing to feel. But with me, you feel, and that scares the shit out of you. Why, because you might like me back, but you just can't shake those vultures at your doorstep.