I wish

I hate myself for wanting this,
Wanting you.
Wanting more.
Wishing you will grab me.
Shake me,
Tell me you have always loved me and it was all a mistake.
My want.
For you to be like me and need love to survive.
Go ahead,
Pull away,
You are so predictable.
I would have given you the world.
You don't want that.
Keep pulling away.
My single wish,
that one way you will take a chance,
stop pulling awat from what could be happiness.