I wish I could tell you everything
And never have to lie,
Though they’re few and far in between,
These little things I hide.

I know if I tell you about him
And about the inkling of what I feel,
I’m sure you’d get upset
And tell me it isn’t real.

But I’m not even certain
About these stirrings in my heart,
Because memories and feelings begin to fade
After you are apart.

I wish I could tell you everything,
And let all my thoughts be unveiled.
But there’s still these things I keep inside
And in my heart, I know I’ve failed.