your kisses fall short upon my cheek
not in number or in passion,
but in the words i find difficult to speak.
see i need a love filled with compassion
not time spent together in rations.

i get wrapped up in thoughts,
seems like my minds a little lost.
wondering if you've been sent to find it,
or if you're searching for someone to commit.

its like you already have your future planned.
you want a queen by your side,
to rule all the land.
you want to work with your pride,
raise a family, and always provide.

i don't know that i'm ready,
to be with you and go steady.
distance makes it difficult,
each example shows a similar result...
failure,
paining me like a harsh insult.