You tell me that you need me
as a flower needs life's rain.
You tell me until I return your love
your heart will be in pain.
You tell me how our life will be
once I say "I'll be yours".
You see so many things for us
that you want to rush towards.
You tell me that you love me
that I'm the only one
but this heart has learned to mistrust
and it makes me want to run.
You tell me, Love is new to you
should I believe this as true?
My head tells me to think again
before I trust in you.
You tell me of so many things
but no questions asking me
what it is that I would like
or how I might want things to be.
© Em-beth
