I don't like how one second, you want me with you, and the next you think I'm smothering you. It bothers me. I don't think I'd mind as much if I were getting something out it; sex would work. But I'm not. I'm trying to save you, to no avail.
I want a lover I don't have to love.
I think it would be easier that way. Something vague. Nothing too much. Will you be my lover? I think we'd work well together. Perfectly matched; the wounded and the healer. I'd give you all of me.
Will you have me?