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The speaker is being asked if they love someone, and they struggle to answer honestly. They would rather hurt the person with the truth than deceive them with a lie. They acknowledge that they shouldn't judge the person based on their words or actions. The speaker mentions their desire to hold the person until they both break down and cry, wanting to comfort them and ease their fears. They talk about the conflict between romance and pride, and how they are still figuring themselves out. The speaker also expresses moments of wanting to break the person and also wanting to protect and hold them. They mention the challenges of understanding the person and watching them struggle with love. The speaker feels like they are both drifting, searching for connection and understanding. You ask me if I love you, and I choke on my reply I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie, and who am I to judge you on what you say or do I'm only just beginning to see the real you Sometimes when we touch, the honor stays too much, and I have to close my eyes and hide I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides Romance and only strategy leaves me battling with my pride But through the insecurity, some tenderness survives I'm just another writer, still trapped within my truth A hesitant price fighter, still trapped within my youth Sometimes when we touch, the honor stays too much, and I have to close my eyes and hide I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides At times I'd like to break you and drive you to your knees At times I'd like to break through and hold you and flee At times I understand you, and I know how hard you try I've watched while love commands you, and I've watched love pass you by At times I think we're drifters, still searching for a friend A brother or a sister, but then the passions blur again And sometimes when we touch, the honor stays too much, and I have to close my eyes and hide I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides