I liked you when I first met you, I still like you and want to keep you around, but you're pushing me away. I don't need to be changed, I can't stand that you can't accept me as I am.
I accepted you for you, I loved you for who you were, from day one. I saw your insecurities even when you tried to hide them from me, especially when you tried to hide them from me. I loved you and thought it cute how much effort you put into that perfect image of yourself. Sure, I let you know you stress yourself out, and that it would be less painful if you breathe and take a second to think. I still loved you for you, and didn't try to change you.
Then the very thing that drew you too me in the first place, my not being reactive to your attempts to fight abandonment fears, and staying calm as you poored your heart out to me, bother you somehow. You want to change me, you call me cold and distant. I don't get it. I actually do, I just wish you would look into yourself, and get it. You're pushing people away, when you could easily just let yourself "be".
I get that there are parts of me that bother you. They leave you feeling cold and lonely. Though before you forget the needs I meet, know that you don't meet all of mine either. Nor do I expect you to. Nobody is perfect, not even you.
Relationships are all about compromise, but compromises that keep ones identity intact. You don't want a relationship with me it seems, you seem to want me to merge with you to fill your void in your heart so that you don't feel empty. I try to be there for you, but remember that I'm human.