Don’t feel foolish, Don’t feel lost
Don’t feel confused, Don’t feel any less loved
When you ask me what I’m thinking and I don’t answer you, know that it’s not because I don’t want to but be sure that it’s because I can’t.
I can’t let you see me, piece for piece
I can’t let you know me, part for part
I can’t give you my thoughts, my emotions, my feelings and my admissions, knowing that when I leave your arms and your home, you’re in my heart and I’m left alone but when you leave my arms and my bed, I disappear and she’s there instead.
So, I say again, no folly, no loss, no confusion or diminishing love, because I want you see me and I want you to know me but I can’t stand to give myself away knowing you will never give yourself right back.
So, I’m going to keep my thoughts with me, that way when I leave your arms and your home for the very last time I won’t be completely alone, I’ll have all those beautiful thoughts of our time locked up within me, I’ll have a piece and a part of what we both could have known.