I look for all the bad, before I see the good.
Maybe Im just dreaming? Maybe I wish I was like others? Like most?
Maybe I wasn’t made to fall in love…
Or maybe I haven’t met the right one?
All I see right now are your flaws…
How this might all be a mistake?
Maybe it was impulse. A moment of wishful thinking.
Maybe you’re too young for me.
Maybe you’re not serious enough.
Maybe we’re too different.
Maybe this is a mistake?
Maybe it’s not.
But right now I can’t help but only see the bad.
The 1000 of reasons why it wouldn’t work.
I just don’t trust people.
My expectations are too high.
Maybe I’m just too different for the world to be able to shape the perfect mate for me.
Maybe I have to set my expectations lower.
But how could I?
My expectations are derived from the lengths I myself would go for someone.
I therefore expect, I therefore expect the same.
I’m only human.
Even if I don’t belong to the ‘normal’ segment when it comes to thinking.
Sorry to be difficult.
I’m sorry if I end up hurting you.
I’ve never been one to not give people a chance…
I will let time be my guidance.
Time will tell.
With time you will tell and show.
Then I will decide.
Time will be my guiding line.