No Change

Waking up every morning with no hope of any change. Going to bed at night with no excitement from the day. This is how I spend every moment of my life.
Seeing you in the hallway brings a smile to my face. I realize, with no cheezy reference at all, this is how I want to spend every day. Maybe he was just my in-between kind of thing. The one that you overlook all his faults. Weighing out every moment you live. The one that breaks your heart because you thought everything was content. But really, he was just doing you a huge favor. Neither of you thought of it like that at the time. He still doesn't. Never will. But you do now. And that's all that matters. But this one. This one might be different. He's the opposite of him in every way. This could be good. But there's no change in him. He weighs things out too. But he goes as far as writing down a pros and cons list. Things in life shouldn't be that hard. So why does he make it that way?