Nostalgia,or not..

I wish I could tell you how I really feel. I wish I didnt need to keep it bottled in because I’m scared of how you’ll react. I’m tired of pretending i’m super solid. I’m tired of pretending I’m okay. The truth of the matter is i’ve grown up, and you haven’t one bit. You kept saying “yeah I play around, thats what i do thats who I am” I wish you’d grow up already. I wish you’d realize. I wish you meant it when you told me I was never not supposed to be in the picture. You come back, i give in, i miss you. Maybe you’ll stay around this time…..please stay.