I’m not entirely sure of what to do now.
Chase you or let it go.
I never let go though.
I chase you relentlessly.
Because that’s what you do when you love. You chase like a motherfucker.
And if anything goes wrong, just blame it on being young and in love.
Because that is endearing as hell to hear,
At least in my opinion.
But it’s my turn now.
We talk shit all the fucking time.
And now it’s your turn to chase me.
I can’t be the one who runs back every time.
I should be the one walking away.
So chase me, pursue me, captivate me.
You know I’m not going to go,
I just want to see you chase me.
At least, then I’ll know,
It isn’t always just me.