When I was in my what I call, my bitter state,
I observed boyfriends who were deeply enamored with their girlfriends
Absolutely smitten and sickening
My favorite word for them was “pathetic”

But, now that I have a special amazing girl of my own
I wonder if I have become what I used to call “pathetic”
So I asked myself some questions and found some answers
Yes, I like to wait for her in the morning
Yes, texting her is a pretty momentous part of my day
Yes, I do my best to try and make her smile so I can see it
Yes, my heart skips a beat when I hold her hand
Yes, I get extremely distracted when she's around
Yes, my knees get weak when she smiles at me
Yes, I think spending time with her is really important
Am I pathetic?
I wonder what the answer is.

I continued to wonder and realized some more things that have changed
I hang on to her words like precious treasures
I cherish every moment like precious air
Peppermints have a new meaning for me
And “explosions of bubbly” have become a part of my vocabulary
Songs she's sung sound different when it's not her singing
Goldenrod yellow has made its existence known to me
And sugar cookies with frosting are called “cocaine cookies” now

I've changed and learned a lot since I've been with her
And yes, I have become what I used to call “pathetic”
But now that I look at it, I think I just really care
About a wonderful girl in my life
So now I like to call myself as “caring”
And I apologize to any and all guys I've called “pathetic”
You guys are just “caring” and pretty darn cool