A hidden kind of love
I hate that I can not peak inside your mind Unravel all your thoughts Understand all your feelings I hate that it eats me up inside that I can not see what you think Or decipher all your blinks I hate that you sometimes do not smile something is burrowing under your skin You are twisting and turning your ring I hate it when you do not say what is on your mind How selfish can I be You have no obligation to me Your thoughts and feelings remain your own I hate that I can not stitch together your rips nor can I clean all your wounds I can not fix the world for your comfort and although it breaks me to not know what you think will always be a mystery I can not risk the unknown The unanswered question that lingers on our lips The not talked about touches on my ribs I would live in darkness if I can keep you I would live in agony to see you smile I hate that I can not read your mind, but maybe it is good you can not read mine