Someone Like Me

The touch,
The feel.
To love,
And be loved.
Its just a dream.
Who would want,
One like me.

We joke,
We play.
Never taken,
Seriously.
Always lightly.
Who would want,
One like me.

Afraid to touch,
Afraid to be too close.
This feeling
Or your scent,
That lingers around me.
Never,
Goes away.

Never to be loved,
Not in that way.
Always a dream,
That lingers.
Never reality.
Why would someone want,
Someone like me.