Thinking of three words.

I often wonder what it is you are wanting to know. Could it be, That you wish to know my feelings I am afraid to let show, Can't you see.

I don't know what saying it will do. And with that I am so afraid of loosing you. I know if I lost you I would die inside. And all my head would know would be a constant goodbied.

If I were to say something like that. I Wonder what would become. Would my heart just become a mat.
For you to stomp you feet upon.

Or would we grow
Stronger by every time we are away
With are feelings all we wish to show. And with you the beast of pain will tame.