Tell Me Naught
Tell me not what I wish to hear,
Lest it be a lie, poured forth from your lips
Merely expressed to gain my good word.
Tell me neither what I fear to hear,
For little else could cause me the pain of betrayal,
The manner of which I have felt twice before.
Tell me only honest thoughts,
Of the things that lie presently on your heart,
Combined with those which have lain there since your first experiences in love left you scarred.
It matters not whether you were scarred more than I,
For life paths vary greatly from person to person,
And the troubles we face weigh down on us just the same, even if they appear to be different sizes.
I merely trust that we remain honest with one another,
For betrayal is no small matter, even when compared to death.
As such, it is often overlooked.
In your honesty, lead my thoughts not astray from the truth of the matter.
Your feelings are as valid as mine, even if they are just as confused,
And if they are as confused, shall we figure them out together?