Cutting Ties?

I'm a girl with a security blanket. I'm the girl that doesn't need you, but would want you. And you'd maybe want me, too. But right now, I'm burning some cards in my back pocket and cutting some ties. I really care about one person, yet I want more than that one person to want me. What the hell is that? I admire the security this person has. I admire his decisiveness, his open-mindedness, and especially his patience. Right now, he's good for me and no other person can compare.