"I like you."

In some realm, I see
A version of myself that I could be.
But here and now, I know I'm not that man,
My flaws, my silence, ruin every plan.

I see the gap, my lack of steady line,
How it would break what we might intertwine.
I’m not the one to give what you require,
You'd think I don't like you, though I aspire.

I date others, ones I like much less,
Their wants and needs, a simpler mess.
Physical sparks, with hearts not entwined,
Losing them means...