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.