You can’t stand the silence,
And yet, you vow to be
My savior, my guardian, my ecstasy.
My faith lies in the belief
That you’ll always be
Like a “dear diary” entry I could always keep.
You can’t endure your pain
And yet, you let me let you in
On all my painful little secrets I would never let slip.
You need my embrace
But I refuse to come close
And yet, you choose to be my uplifting force.