Head Over Heels

 Should I fall in love with you,
Know that you are not the one for me...
I only know this
From past history...
The people
Who would be perfect for me
Are never the people
I end up falling for...
And the ones
I fall head over heels for
Always destroy me
At the end of the story...
You see,
I see a reflection of me
In their eyes...
And I am drawn to the reflecting pool...
Drowning
In what feels so familiar...
What feels,
At first,
Like understanding...
Like family...
But it never is...
Once they get to know me better,
Those quirks in my
Personality,
That awkward charm,
That drew them to me,
Seems to become 
The things that annoy them the most...
Maybe
They finally begin to see
Themselves in me,
And they don't like what they see...
Or, maybe,
They think that they
Finally understand me,
And the conclusions they come to
Cast a shadow over their hearts...
They never really understood me,
Is the conclusion I have come to...
I could be wrong,
But that's the way it feels...
I tended to fall in love
With the damaged ones,
And I was somehow damaged,
Somewhere I couldn't recall,
But still sharply felt...
So wasn't it perfect?
Shouldn't two broken pieces
Fit perfectly together?
The unfortunate answer,
More often than not,
Is no...
Each puzzle had a few pieces missing,
But my missing pieces,
And theirs,
Came from very different puzzles...
Two very different designs...
Two complete pictures
Can compliment each other,
But one unfinished puzzle
Can't finish a different incomplete puzzle...
I am responsible
For finding my own missing pieces,
Or for painting the blank
Spaces left by the pieces 
I have lost...
So
If I should fall
Head over heels
In love with you,
You should run...
As far as your heart will take you...
Most especially
If you fall
Head over heels
In love
With me...
I have a lot of work to do
On myself
Before I am any good 
For anyone else,
And the sands of time
Keep flowing
As the road passes under my wheels...