oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy

oh boy.

i'm not going to do this to you again.
i can't do this to you again.

so why am i still trucking right on ahead.

a, b, c it's easy as 1, 2, 3
as simple as do, re, mi
a, b, c, 1, 2, 3
baby, you and me..

it's just so different,
i don't even know how to compare-
with you it's all fresh and exciting
and infatuation. i see you and my cheeks flush
and i get nervous and the butterflies make their colorful appearance.
but with him it's familiar and endearing
and we're so deeply rooted in each others' hearts already, knowing the lights and the darks of every nook and loving each other regardless of it. not necessarily a romantic love but the deeply caring love of friends. we know each other. he knows where all my buttons and knobs are and what i need to be reminded of and when. we've fought and argued and have come out with the ability to talk anything out, to confront each other and call each other out. i can say anything to him and know that we'll be okay. sturdy and solid compared to bright and shiny. i can't even tell which one would be "settling" anymore.