You said you didn’t want anything deep…

And I believed you… but my desire for what I see in you blinded me to the fact that there was a room I couldn’t read full

So instead of taking the moment for what it was I chose to build hoping I could save you.

Instead I needed to reach deep inside and save me, I betrayed me thinking I could save me through the honesty you gave me that plagued me.

I wanted a friend, that I could build with, I saw one end, you didn’t want to fufill it.