Not Getting Close

I think the depression is hitting again.
I really don't want this to begin.
It seems as if I'm always waiting.
It seems as if I'm always debating.

I'm waiting for someone to make me feel better.
I'm waiting for someone to want a forever.
It seems like I've found that now.
His love is something I can't allow.

I can't let myself get too close.
I know this door will be closed.
He will get tired of loving me.
Maybe it'll take him longer to see.

All of the rest have done the same.
All of the rest tired of their game.
Shouldn't I have been the one saying goodbye?
Shouldn't I have been the one saying goodnight?

I just want someone that will listen.
I just want someone that won't end.
I'm tired of hearing lies.
This time, I won't cry.