sometimes when we touch - olivia ong

/to someone who i was try to like/



you ask me if i love you

and i choke on my reply

i'd rather hurt you honestly

than mislead you with a lie

and who am i to judge you

on what you say or do

i'm only just beginning

to see the real you



and sometimes when we touch

the honest's too much

and i have to close my eyes and hide

i wanna hold you till i die

till we both break down and cry

i wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides



romance's an honest strategy

leaves me grappling with my pride

but through the years of maturity

some tenderness survives

i'm just another writer

still trapped within my truth

a hesitant prize fighter

still trapped within my youth



at times i'd like to break you

and drives you to your knees

at times i'd like to break through

and hold you endlessly

at times i understand you

and i know how hard you try

i've watched you whil love commands you

and i've watched love pass you by

at times i think we're drifters

still searching for a friend

a brother or a sister

but then the passion flares again ...