You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I’d rather hurt you honestly
Than mislead you with a lie.
Who am I to judge you
On what you say or do?
I’m only just beginning
To see the real you.
Sometimes when we touch
The honesty’s too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide.
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you until the fear in me subsides.
Romance and all the strategies
Leaves me battling with my pride.
But through the insecurities
Some tenderness survives.
I’m just another writer
Still trapped within my truth.
A hesitant prize-fighter
Still trapped within my youth.
At times I’d like to break you
And drive you to your knees.
At times I’d like to break through
And hold you endlessly.
At times I understand you
And I know how hard you try.
I’ve watched while love commands you
And I’ve watched love pass you by.
At times I think we’re drifters
Still searching for a friend
A brother or a sister.
But then the passion flares again.
