Too
fast, too soon. Your telling me so much.
Your honesty is
admirable.
But don't you realize I don't need to know your every
secret?
But don't you realize you are all that I need?
I trust
you. I do. But does that mean I have to tell you everything?
There
are things, no one knows. Not even me.
Things that you are not
required to know.
Though you ask and ask, you want to know.
You
push me away in doing so.
But don't you realize you don't need to
know my every secret?
But don't you realize how that would change
the way that you see me?
There are things so dark, so horrible.
Things I wish I didn't see, things I wish I didn't do.
Why would
you insist on knowing such things? Don't you realize what that does
to me?
I told you that I trust you, and that I love you.
But
that doesn't mean you need to know the things I've seen.
But that
doesn't mean I will ever tell you the things I've seen, the things
I've done.
Been together for such a trivial amount of time, yet
I've given you my heart.
And you already know so much about me,
too much.
I've let you in too far, but you will never get into my
mind, never inside.
I don't think you realize what that would do
to me. What you could do to me.
I've let you into my heart, but
never my mind, never inside.
Isn't that enough?
To know I love
you, that I trust you enough to let you get so close.
And that I
always will?
What more do you want from me?
As you pry, you
push my feelings aside, you push me aside.
You push me away.
If
you push too hard, I will cut all ties, and loose the part of me
which is you.
What goes on in my mind, is mine and only mine.
So
much I burden and bear, how it wears and tears.
So much you will
never know. So much you keep telling me.
So much I don't want to
know.
But don't you realize we don't need to know all of each
others secrets?
But don't you know we are all that we need?
I've
allowed you into my heart, and that's where it stops.
Because you
mean so much to me.