Then why can’t you show it? If you really did, Wouldn’t you let me know it? You love me, don’t you? Then why don’t we do things? If you’re tired of old things, Then we can find new things. You love me, don’t you? Then why can’t you speak it? All you do is deny, And treat like a secret. You love me, don’t you? Then how am I not the one? Instead of most your love, I receive next to none. Maybe I am selfish, Or want more than I deserve, Maybe I’m impatient, But then maybe I will learn, That you really love me, I just need to wait, Your love will catch up, Just at a slower rate.