#16of30

I should come with a disclaimer You should know that the laughing joking soul that you met at the party will not be in attendance daily  That social situations give me anxiety  That anxiety makes me talk That talking makes me feel in control  That my chatter is my only comfort And if you had paid any real attention  You'd see that I am in pain  You should know that I pick  I'll pick at you like a prisoner trying to escape I'll need to know everything that makes you tick I'll need to figure it out so that I can sleep at night  So that when we have a fight I can understand how to win So that I can rationalize my leaving you  You should know my capacity to love is based on your ability to keep me safe  from you  It's just one of those things forgiveness is not my strong point I should really come with a disclaimer I will be great sex I will go to lengths physically and emotionally that you will find mesmerizing I will expect you to do the same Liberally Daily Multiple times a day  You should know that I'm on working me constantly That I'm so intent on fixing myself that I remain broken That I love with reckless abandon That I am demanding A perfectionist These things won't be apparent You won't find them in my smile or in my heart Or in my eyes  No matter how deeply you look  You should know that I will make you love me I will make you love me so much  that you will be confused about where I end and you begin when you leave you will wonder  What if? These are that things I know about myself  The one you didn't want to meet but took home anyway.