You have commitment issues,
And I am obsessive.
How we can function happily
Is beyond impressive.

But it's not always
A walk on the beach:
Sometimes you pull away
Just as I reach.

I recognize when you need space,
So instead of pressing "send",
I try to keep my mind off of you
And I tend to reach for a pen.

Although I am not sure
How you compensate for me,
I know that you must,
Because you let me be me.

Some think that "love" should be free:
Never contained.
But real love is work;
Without compromise, it is strained.

And so I write my feelings out,
Because it is what I must do,
Not only for me,
But because I love you.