Asking For More

I get it, you have been through pain, torture and the lot.
I know all about the ex. You never stop.
But for me too. I’ve fallen for the fakes, liars and been a mess.
I’m no expert on love. This isn’t some test.

I need reassurance, comfort and thrills.
To understand that this is for real.
I crave to feel your tender touch
But you are rough, awkward and not giving so much.

Is it so hard or do you have no clues?
I can see your inner struggles and you fighting the blues.
But for whatever reason, we are taking this slow.
To build trust, faith and willing to see where this will go.

I’m asking for more but I guess I’m just confused.
My mind playing tricks and I’m not ready to lose.
Do we stick at it and continue to learn?
Or do we finish up now without getting burned?

Should I be making my bed or opening the door?
Because I’m sitting here secretly wishing for so much more.
I know you have it in you, I know you have an ego to get past.
You have already shown me you can learn, but we are not in class.

Or it is just me, honestly protecting my heart?
I guess I should take some responsibility and play my part.
I'm thinking too much for what our future will hold.
And I’m not looking forward to when our love turns cold

So I will stop all the pointless fuss.
Because I know I treasure the definition of ‘us’.
I am enjoying myself, I don’t really want to run
Here I am willing to take a chance to be your number one.

So please reveal yourself and remove your disguise.
Because I'm living for each smile, each stare into your eyes.
Every time you say ‘good morning’ and ‘good night.’
You are worth it and I’m willing to put up a fight.