Why me?

With you at the other side
of the phone line of course,
I can handle this situation,
without pity or remorse.
But when i'm near you
everything starts to change,
my cold and broken heart,
finds its fears face to face.
I swore to never esteem you again,
and shoot, you are making it so difficult,
I tremble and laugh and cry,
my emotions are sent off in a catapult.
Why are you so hatefully loving,
a gentleman with a problem of confidence,
with poetry I assure you that you will not win,
It doesnt mean that you won't have a chance.
Changes will always be on the menu,
and dear you keep promising them,
cooking your most greatest dishes,
with me inside the pot, a boiled hen.
Of forget it, it is no use,
oh dark magician, angel, extraterrestial, whatever you are,
I love you and i cant help it,
and if you are one of the last, shut up and take me back to mars.