Crazy

After such a day I am not afraid
but torn between loving you and not
Would that I could give you love uncomplicated by these doubts But
I don't want to be loved half way, Uncertainly,
nor loved in any particular way, just entirely.
Is this just another almost moment, that became not?

I am so flawed if you persist with me
I won't always be so generous,
but what do we join for?
If you love me, if you make love with me,
will I know the secrets you have withheld from me?
Will you know secrets of myself I have yet to tell you?
I am so crazy. I want nothing I want everything.