I wish you would tell me what's going on.

I wish you wouldn't push me away so much.

It doesn't make you weak to open up--and being closed off doesn't make you strong.

It takes courage to share your burdens, which I beg you to let me bear.

It's not smart to walk this alone, and it's not at all fair.

And don't worry--I know it's not me--it's all you.

And that's the problem. I'm helpless unless you open up.

With your heart being so closed off, there's nothing I can do.

All I can try is to pry things out of you. All I can try is to wonder and worry about the possibilities of what's going on.

Keeping me in dark does nothing but solidify this growing distance between us.