love me, because it's not simple and you don't want someone who is. love me, because it's hard and you want, you relish, the challenge.
i'm in one day and want out another. i can be close, then distant. i constantly fight the dichotomy inside, i struggle. i am two opposing forces at once. who can love someone like that?
i don't open easily, but rather, use sarcasm as a weapon, as a fence. fences are dangerous. more so than what they try to keep out sometimes. sometimes it's more of what the fence is trying to rein in. to protect the public from. don't trespass for your own good. it's you who suffers after you were properly warned to stay back.
my love, though, is endless and knows no bounds. i give freely and don't always expect a return, though one would be nice. part of me gives and gives with reckless abandon while the rest of me knows better, equips me with a quick wit, starts building fences. my love is water. it can save, it can take away. there are two sides to my story. to every story.
love me, though it hasn't existed for me yet and i'd like to feel it one day. love me, though it hasn't existed for me yet because i've tried everything that has. love me, though it hasn't existed for me yet so that it will.
love me.