You ask me to open up to you
But would you ask a bud to bloom?
I’d grow without ceasing if my heart had the room.
You ask me to be honest with you
But would you ask a child for the truth?
I’d say all I could if my tongue knew what to do.
You ask me to try to love you
But these things I know to be true:
You do not love me and I cannot love you.