You're making it hard for me

I am the type who never tries to think too much
Someone who assumes that friendliness is just friendliness
and kindness is just kindness.

But you're making it hard for me.

Under my breath, stated to myself, months ago
"I am thirsty"
And without another second,
I was surprised, with your thoughtful, aversive eyes
With a glass of cold, water for me.
I was breath-taken.

Today, I was having a bad day at school,
Slumped and sad over the dinner table
Everyone was laughing,
the lights were dim and the food was slow

And then I received a text message from you,
when you were right across the table saying
"It's all right,"
And my heart skipped three beats.

On our way home, I thought you were angry
because of a joke I said when you were being serious.
But instead, from afar, you called out my name
"Who are you going home with?"
I frantically blurted out names
And you raised your thumb, saying "Okay"

I didn't see you when we stepped into the ride
But your hand was outstretched for a high five
And I waved.

I can't help it.
I can't help thinking about you when you are this kind.
I can't help asking why you settle for someone less all the time
I can't help being jealous over the time spent with another

Why are you wasting your time
When you could spend it with me?

You are making it hard for me
to stay away
and not


fall