People like to pretend they are the same as you. Giving away real bits and pieces, not just of your heart, but of yourself. They like to pretend they do this so you open yourself up. Giving away more and more until they touch your soul.
This wouldn't be so bad if they cared even a sliver, but they never give you a real taste, for them you are one of many. For you, they are your one and only.
You slip, slip, slip away, back into the mix. Trying to find someone who isn't playing pretend. Someone who knows what it's like to feel on fire when everyone else is cold.