Sometimes your words,
Cut like a thousand knives,
Piercing my heart,
Both one by one,
And all at once.
Will you ever admit it to you?
Or will you forever hide and run from it?
I know you love me and mean well,
But your running hurts me.
It slowly tears my heart,
Until there will be nothing left to tear.
I know I don't show it,
But there is only that much I can take,
Before I become a shadow of a person you know.
A monster you don't.
Because once I love,
I love hard and deep and give my all.
But I expect the same back.
There is no in-between or maybe.
I want it all.
I just hope you wish the same.
Because I've cried too many times,
And I fear there is only a few left,
Before it all turns to dust.