So There's This Man...

How can the man be so worried about me,
When he's the one that's
About to leave?
You think a closed door will scare me? I'm well aware you turn into Jack at midnight.
But I continue to knock, to bang,
Even rang the bell,
How can you not tell?
I'm not the one that's afraid of happiness,
I saw the concrete,
I ran and jumped,
I always stand for what I want.
But next to my feet,
I stand and wait,
Hoping he won't leave the spot next to me,
Empty for until it's too late.
If nothing else,
You should know one thing,
It was never the boy,
For the girl...
Me...
I'm the one that ran 2 minutes too late.