Talk to me like I talk to you:
Openly with heart-felt truth.
I don't want lies; they'll bring demise,
And we'll fall apart in our hearts and minds.
A promise is what promise was.
Promise is built upon our trust.
It's what we've made, but it has caved,
And the hurt I feel won't wash away.
Love me not, yet love still I
All you are though love has died.
Your love has gone- it has left me-
Still you have yet to set me free.
Right from the start, I should have known
The love I feel for you would grow
But you would tear my love apart,
The love you felt for me'd turn dark.
Now loving's such a haunting task,
So I don upon my heart a mask
As a wall to block the lving strife
And I fight against my heart with might.
The fatigue I feel makes me weak,
And the truth that follows makes me weep:
From start fought I against the throes,
Yet from the start, you let me go.