Millennial Dating Games

And didn’t anyone ever tell you? Real friends don’t use each other.

 He says: I want you to be with me still
 when the going gets tough.
  
 I say: Sure! Okay. Of course. I am TOUGH. 
 Our love is rough, let’s do it.
  
 He says to me: I want you to be with me still
 even when I hurt you.
  
 I say: Sure! No problem. It’s possible I may hurt you too.
  
 Love sometimes cuts, but true love heals 
 as wounds dig deeper, not weaker
 the truth of someone’s heart and intentions
 is often slowly revealed.
  
 He then says: I want you to be with me still
 despite the fact that I will use you.
 Intentionally or otherwise, it doesn’t matter.
 I want to use you because I think 
 you are using me too.
  
 And that’s when I say: Nope. Sorry. El fin, darling. Enough.
  
 Because I never went into this to use you.
 I just wanted someone to ride in the boat with me
 steer along with me,
 as if I am the paddler to your canoe.
  
 You choose the direction, the adventure is all I crave
 You choose the destination, the company I seek, the love I will obey.
 I chose to love and cherish you, being grateful for your existence
 and only hoped and prayed for you
 that someday you’d be grateful and fond of my existence, too.
 That you’d want a friend to go along with you, in good days and bad.
  
 A friend? He asks then.
 Yes, my lover.
 My equal in every way, in due measure.
 My trustworthy advisor, my shoulder to cry on.
 Simply just being there.
 Friend. 
 And didn’t anyone ever tell you?
 Real friends 
 don’t use each other.