To Him
Love, it's a funny, fickle thing
But is this love or lust I feel?
I know they're not the same
And still they feel very real.
Lust is when you think you love
Maybe called infatuation
But love makes your heart ache
How did I get in this situation?
We've known each other for a long time
But not that long in fact
Seems like years to me
How am I to act?
I think I love you
But some days, I don't know
You say you love me back
But tell me, is it so?
If you don't love me
Please don't say you do
I don't want to hear a lie
Tell me only when it's true!
You've told me things about yourself
Some things I don't wish to know
But when you tell me nothing
I regret "Don't tell me, no!"
I told you everything
Every secret that I had
But again you say nothing
Do you wish to make me sad?
When you say nothing
Your trust I feel I have not
When I tell you everything
My trust you've surely got
You feel further away
Than the distance that parts me from you
Without your help to close that distance
Tell me what can I do?
We don't talk like we used to
Once or twice a week has become the norm
Accustomed to everyday
Has our friendship taken on a new form?
I want to think I love you
But can I believe my mind?
My hearts feels like it's breaking
To me, love has been unkind.
Where have these feelings come from?
How did they work into my heart?
Do I truly love you?
Or is it time we part?
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