I use to bring you coffee every day. He brings it to you now; I use to show up every morning with a cup of your favorite drink until he started bringing it for you. I use to pick you up every morning with my truck until he showed up with his sleek car, coffee in one hand an his cell phone in the other.
It use to be me who took you to movies and held you're hand when things were "too much pressure." Now it's him you cling to and he'll grab your hand and hold it tightly without so much as a word but he's eyeing that brunette in the row in front of us. I was once that guy who protected you from every little fear you came up with.
Was I not good enough Tweek? Did I not do a good job? Now I just go to tagalong. You'll invite me and Clyde will roll his eyes but give me a small smile anyway. I know he doesn't want me there but you just ignore him, like I do.
Tweek tell me, is he really good enough for you? Have you not seen how he talks to girls...and boys alike? He's such a player! A man whore even. I'm just waiting for the day he runs off with that redhead. He'll do it someday, just drop you like you're yesterdays news. You don't see that though, he's great and incredible!
You tell me he tells you he loves you every day and that he's soo sensible! That he calls you when he says he will. And that he fucking "Respects your space." I bet you guys frolic through fields of daisies while the sun shines out his very own ass.
I heard your mother the other day. How Clyde is such a sweet guy and that Richard wants him to go into the coffee business. Clyde doesn't even like coffee! Well neither do I but I'd love it for you. I'd do anything for you Tweekers. Why can't you see that? When Craig Tucker cries for somebody, when I cry for you it means that nobody can love you as much as I do. Nobody.
Sometimes you have to understand that being in a relationship isn't about being comfortable the whole time. It's about experiencing new things and doing things you never thought you would or even could. Sometimes it's about screaming and fighting and then making up and showing you how much I love and care about you.
Tweek I'm sorry, whatever I did to make you not love me I'm sorry. I'll drink coffee and buy your mom flowers. And I'll even cut my damn hair. Though it would kill me to have you not like me for me I'd do it for you...I'd be him for you.
I use to bring you coffee in the mornings and I still do. You give me that sweet confsued smile and say thank you but decline. I'll be there tomorrow too with it and I'll call you to make sure you have a ride. I've got hope that in the end you'll be with me. Just like it should be.
A/N Please remember I don't own South Park. And thank you for reading! It means a lot to me, really. Your reviews and feedback make me happy!