What do you want? Straight up. No bullshit. No cutting around the edges, no more half-ass answers. Tell me what the fuck you want out of this. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything but that doesn’t give you the right to sit here and pull my heart back and forth. My patience is running out, and your bullshit excuses are running thin. So tell me if this is going to be something, or let me go. Because I’ve done my waiting, I won’t let you make a fool out of my forever.