Queen High Full House

Why does it hurt you to love me.
When did it become a burden for decency
I keep pushing forward hoping you'll see my attempts
I'm only met with annoyance, nothing or contempt.
Is kissing me that much a chore
Do you really prefer to see me on the floor.
A few simple things would make my darkness lift.
Just kind words and occasionally your touch as a gift.
I hold the key to your story book desire.
To be the man you long for is the fuel to my fire.
If you can't let yourself forgive and move past.
How long must the distance last.
Why don't you see all of the good I do.
Why must you let others attempt to woo.
I'm here begging to share the road.
A oath I took to help carry the load.
How come it's always when I've had enough.
You push back only to call my bluff.
Once you see it's still a Queen high full house in my hand.
The heart you sent to the sky is forced to crash land.
Why do you hold on when you know your disgust
As if keeping me leashed has become a must.
Baby just give a little and open your heart.
Let's mend these broken parts the world tore apart.
I'm always the one who protects you no matter the call.
So why is it common decency has become and order too tall.
I'm fighting for you when I can barley stand.
Rest assure your honor will never be unmanned.
I don't expect you to change overnight.
I'm just loving you with all of my might.
All I ever want is to be in your light.
When I'm blindsided just be my sight.
Tell me you love me because you can.
Make me a small part of your master plan.
Touch me because I light your fire.
Anything but waiting for my love to expire.
I know my past struggles have taken a toll.
I know that it will take twice as long to make you whole.
Just please baby I'm begging you to allow yourself to let go.
Take one step at a time cautiously until you know.
That I'm here for you in ways you may not even believe.
Just stop only seeing mistakes or forcing me to leave.
If all said and done you've searched your souls and I'm not there.
Then let me go before one sided love becomes to much to bear.
Ask yourself what you really mean when you say you do have love.
Ask why all of your actions are a literal or metaphorical shove.
You don't treat me the way you do all others in your heart.
If you weren't going to finish than why did you start?