too late too soon

So it looks like your not the one that it did seem.
And I wonder why you should call me to into you.
I desire to know about you. Why do you love me?
Is that what you call it? How can you say it?
I must think you are trying to be a better person.
And I can't help but feel that I am getting hurt
just listening to all you have to say.
Where is the honesty? what truth do you bring to me?
Why do you bring me here, just to get distracted?
And then your taken over with lack of time.
And then I have to leave.
I cant keep waiting and yet all of these men in my life;
Want to give me hope and grief and goodness... .
Where is the goodness?
Give it to me and keep my heart in good standings.
Don't run over me or keep me when I don't belong to you.
I am my own person and my own woman and I have love.
I have love to give and I must receive .
Don't you think you owe that to me?
I should think you would.
But I don't know yet how you operate and I should.
You would think all my decisions
would have given me insight to who you are.
Are you my friend? And confused stranger? a ready lover??
Dare I believe in your confidence and your love?
Give into your lust?
I wish that I knew. I only have time to see.
I'm sure one day too soon,
You will tell me if I am not good enough.
Or maybe you will never tell me because I am.
Where's the love in those words? Not so eloquent.
But words never had to sound good to be true.
I love you
Now how's that for brilliance?