The trouble lies not in knowing how to love you

but how to stop

I was folded

When you found me in a hiding place

All was paper-thin

Crush it up, throw it all away

And you'd say those things

That would make me cringe

But in the best way

You're bringing out the parts of me

That I've locked away

Your gaze grows strong

And I'm getting weaker still

I'm holding out

And you follow through at will

Tread lightly

Don't leave impressions as you search for the door

I'd rather not know this love at all

If you take it all when you go

The trouble lies not in knowing how to love you

But how to stop

There are days

When I'm bursting at the seams

With all these things that I feel

And my thoughts they do reveal

That I never want you to leave

That I want this to be real

And I don't want to conceal

This love so paper-thin

If being known to you makes me a stranger to myself

What do I do?

If I'm never more alone than when I'm with you

What do I do?

What if I told you that I came to love that solitude

What would you do?

Resting on this love, so paper-thin