The Truth

Friends think that i can't talk to you,

Because i like you too much,

But i know the truth,

It's all because of me,

I don't want to hurt you,

I've seen my family broken,

Time and again,

Due to faulty relationships,

And i don't want to feel that pain,

You're the first gal,

That i ever shielded away,

Trying my hardest not to hurt you,

That would hurt me too,

Other gals,

They never had this affect,

I don't want you close to me,

Cause then you'd realize how broken i really am,

What if you don't like the real me?

I don't want you to meet the broken parts,

But that's all i have to give,

I'm sorry in advance,

If i'll ever hurt you,

But i need a friend,

And you're the last one left...

This was something I wrote before we got closer enough to share things. But my pretentions were fake... She grew fond of me as she came nearer... I hope that this pretentions even will be wrong.