I Want This

It was rarely good but I really think it was the fact that you made me feel something at all. For so long I had been lonely and unable to connect with anyone and here comes you with the exact same problem but a more extreme case. I was and am able to love you. But you can't love me. If a doctor had prescribed an apple a day to keep the love away, you surely have had one since birth. But I respect you. For being honest with me. You made sure I knew you couldn't love me or even like me. You made sure I knew what I was getting myself into. And so I did. Which is why I stayed. I wanted this, I want this to work, more than you will ever know. I want to be with you. But I don't want to feel bad about it. I want to be able to kiss and touch you. But I don't want to feel the guilt afterwards. I want to give myself to you. But I don't want to be taken advantage of. I want you to want me too. But I know you don't, won't, can't and so there's nothing I can do.

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