Held

You want to lean down, you ask for that kiss

and as you do, I break to you

shards of why It can't just be you and me.

I'll tell you there can be others, even though I wouldn't go near them.

The fear of a painful ending, makes it possible to want hurt

right from the beginning.

I'd let you have anyone else anyway, because this way I'd never be truly happy

That I feel I can't anyway, it allows for a sweeter ending, when I finish it. 

I'd be too scared to let you just have me, there's always got to be a reason for you to leave.

If I give you the reasons, I can blame myself for letting you hurt me. I find it so hard to get 

past it all when there's someone else to blame.