Reasons

It’s because I love you That I sometimes hurt you, It’s because we are the same,
Yet different in our own way.

 There are times when I see clearly Who is wrong and who is right,
There are times when you are near me,
There are times when we depart. No time for us, no hurry indeed, No problems, no worries, no nothing to give, No space between us, no miles apart, No danger, no light, no sound, no dark. It’s because I love you too much That I let my inner self cut you deep,

Don’t stare, don’t smile, don’t touch, Desert me as I slowly fall asleep. It’s because I love you too much That I can’t express myself like I used to, It’s because you love me too much That sometimes I seem to abuse you. Should I whisper the need of space Or pretend that we obey each other’s will? Sometimes I disappear without a trace, Sometimes you are the hunter and I’m the kill.