I try not to make a big deal,

not to hold you too tight when we hug.

Cannot say what it means

just knowing your being,

have to try not to make such a fuss.

 

I pretend that I’m perfectly stable,

like a four legged stainless steel table,

like I’ve done all my growing

and learned all my knowing,

have to prove that I’m perfectly able.

 

I have to make you think it’s me.

Slight rejection shows strength in a being.

So I sell you aloof like a gold-plated tooth,

just the shell of a tasteless deceiving.

 

But you must know the truth or I’ll die.

Just this once I will break from the lie:

I need you too greatly,

dependent innately,

I cherish you so much I cry.

 

So you see that I can’t make a fuss,

live in fear that I need your sweet hugs.

But I know that I do,

after all it is you,

and I’m sure that I love you too much.