please stop

your sweetness of words,

sounds like music to ears.

but it also makes me suspicious

i'm sorry, i can't trust what my heart hears,

i never wanted the song of love-doves,

but honest and truthful, meaningful words

though you sound beautiful

i'm sorry, i can't trust you.

i know you may very well feel also

what you say to me, as you say so.

and you might be honest to heart's core

but i'm sorry, my wounds are sore.

it's not my wounds , nor my past

it's not my hurt, nor broken heart

but something else, i can't swallow honey

i'm sorry i can't eat sugar easily.

so much of sweetness , please stop

before it becomes bitter to ears, stop

and i know it's not your fault

but before my heart breaks, stop

hold me up; then drop me down

- that's not for what i'm around

and that might not be what you want

but before anything happens, please stop

before i cry my eyes out

before i talk my heart out

before, on you, i shout

please stop. stop. move out.

move out of my life , i can't take it anymore

i have ended the strife, i don't want anymore

i am afraid of the sweetness of your song

i'm afraid, what if something goes wrong?

before any such thing happens, stop

before i start loving your song

before i become powerless to detach myself

before i become so loving that i forget myself

please stop, please stop

i'm afraid, i can't hear your song