Not the best ad

Being real is rare 
And your rare is real 
That's why they all stare 
And i am no exception - just to be clear

 
I am what they call an introvert 
So silently staring is how i flirt 
Irresistible - i know 
But why would we hurry? Let's take it slow
Build something before we start the main show

  
I need to be friends before i can call you a lover  
Let's do that little dance and get to know each other
I live my life on a paper 
It didn't matter if i didn't write about it later

And being with you is something i write about in advance 
That's how badly i want it - if that makes any sense
The jury is still out on whether or not am i a man of my word
But i can tell you right now that the words are what makes me

 
Not the best advertisement to be sure but at least it's honest
I tell you everything - I'll name every skeleton in my closet 
Because i lived through enough to know that the cards need to be on the table 
If we aim to create anything of value - something stable

 
So tell me the shittiest thing you've ever done 
And i'll tell you mine 
And if neither of us decides to run - from the darkness of the other 
Then perhaps we could shine together

 
People in our lives 
At first they all seem like stars and then they turn into a temporary hosts 
Which left my skin full of scars and filled my soul with ghosts 
So if i am intersted in you then you must be special - because i already gave up on most
But still i am looking for that one person with whom i could toast

To our shared future together 
To being student as well as teacher - to one another
To standing side by side no matter the wheather
To our decision to try to be better people
 

Than we were yesterday 
I think that is the only way 
How something so suicidal as a romantic relationship could ever work
So tell me - should i open the cork?