man

so this is my blog about you

the one that you asked me to write

what do i say

especially knowing that you'll read it

i'm already blocked

like you're standing over me

that other one i wrote

about that guy

it came out so freely because i knew he'd never see it

well...

you asked for it

i think you're a good man

a great man even

but i always felt that you weren't my man

or the right man for me

but maybe thats because i'm a boy

pretending to be very grown up

but a boy none the less

and you need a man

a man you can boss around

and be grumpy at

slam the door and squeal off down the street with a carafe

you need a man who doesn't bruise

look at me hard and my arm blackens

like a little boy

i have tantrums

like a boy

so when you gave me the ultimatum

i hit the deck

punched and kicked the floor

and told you to leave

so you did

but i'm not that vain

to think

the decision was mine

you knew what was right for you

and you did it

i know you did the right thing

even if i'm left here twiddling my thumbs

writing the odd blog 

facebooking

facebooking

i'm glad you're gone

i feel like we're friends now

i think about you unselfishly now

and want the best for you 

like a man