Love or rather the lack thereof

I am in love or the lack thereof

Rather I am open to the idea of love

Or to be loved or loving as one might

I can call every night and talk for hours

Or every other minute, detail of your day

About sweet nothings and nothing important

I can worry but not too much

Become jealous but not obsessive

I can miss and want to be missed

Forget to call or long to be kissed

Buy too many roses, get on my knees

Pretend to cheat pretend to plead

I can be thoughtless and sometimes cruel

Then cry like a baby in hopes to mend

Promising that I will like all of your friends

I am not in love save to only be in its name

Rather I am available and willing

To get into a similar game.