I asked for you.
And after a long time of waiting.
You came along.
You said all the things I wanted to hear.
And when I heard it I pulled away.
I ran because I couldn’t believe you were real.
I couldn’t believe you were here.
I couldn’t believe you were for me.
You came along and I wrapped my arms around you.
Just to hold you close enough so you could stay 
But also far away enough so I could let go.
I don’t trust.
I have told you things about me, 
So that you know just enough to think 
That you know the type of person I am.
Yet I don’t tell you what I’m really thinking 
because you don’t need to know everything about me.
You couldn’t handle it.
And you won’t be around long enough to.
I’m a pessimist. 
I think I know what you want 
Because I believe you are like the rest.
But everyday you show me that you are not.
And I let my guard down a little more.
I am a fool.
I believe I’m doing the wrong thing when it comes to you.
And you will leave once you realize it.
I’m messing up a good thing.
And all because I got what I asked for.