I stick with real things usually facts and figures
When information's in its place
I minimize the guessing game
I don't like guessing games or when I feel things before I know the feelings
How am I supposed to operate if I'm just tossed around by fate?
Like on an unexpected date
With a stranger who might talk too fast
Or ask me questions about myself before I've decided that
He can ask me questions about myself
He might sit too close
Or call the waiter by his first name or eat Oreos
But eat the cookie before the cream
But what scares me the most what scares me the most
Is what if when he sees me what if he doesn't like it?
What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it?
What happens then?
If when he knows me he's only disappointed?
What if I give myself away to only get it given back?
I couldn't live with that
So I'm just fine inside my shell-shaped mind this way I get the best view
So that when he sees me
I want him to
I'm not defensive
I'm simply being cautious
I can't risk reckless dating due to my miscalculating while
A certain suitor stands in line
I've seen in movies most made for television
You cannot be too careful when it comes to sharing your life
I could end up a miserable wife
I'm sorry girls but he could be criminal
Some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution
Somewhere where they don't have girls
He could have masterminded some way to find me
He could be colorblind
How untrustworthy is that he could be less than kind
Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes and make me laugh come out of hiding
What do I do with that?
What if when he sees me
I like him and he knows it?
What if he opens up a door and I can't close it?
What happens then?
If when he holds me
My heart is set in motion
I'm not prepared for that
I'm scared of breaking open but still I can't help from hoping to find
Someone to talk to who likes the way
Someone who when he sees me wants to again
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