I'm liking you beyond my control.
I'm trying hard not to fall.
I don't even really know you.
I don't know what you stand for.
I'm liking your taste in music.
I like the way you handle yourself.
I'm liking the little adventures we go on.
I don't want to be led or lead you on.
We're takin' it slow.
That's how it's supposed to be.
I haven't heard from you in a few days.
Is it really that hard to call me?
My mind is warped.
Maybe you're no longer interested.
I'm yesterday's news most likely.
I'm damaged goods.
You bought into what I've sold.
Maybe you're looking for your reciept.
If that's the case then let it be.
Feel free to tell me, honestly.
Just be a man about it.
If you'd like we can call it quits.
Though I'm unsure of your notions.
You're distance is puzzling.
Maybe, you to are afraid of making a connection.
Fear is an awful thing.
It prevents one from learning.
So I really don't know what to say.
I don't know what to do.
I'm kinda missing you.
I kick myself because I shouldn't already.
I think ti's too soon.
Like I said I barely know you.
I don't know if you like to play games.
I don't know enough to judge you like that.
I can only assume based on my past bullshit.
Though I'm trying to turn a new leaf.
I'm trying to fit my foot in your shoe.
Maybe life is just to busy.
Maybe you don't have time.
I don't expect you to give up anything for me.
So I guess we're just friends.
So far we've had five dates.
You've bought me things.
You've said the sweetest things.
Yet your lack of closeness makes me question.
You're real when your in person.
But your texts are hard to believe.
Maybe its my pessimistic way of thinking.
Maybe I should just go with the flow,
and accept this for what it really is.
Is it just a fling?
Hell if I know.
I do know one thing.
One thing I'll never admit to you.
I'm fragile.