Show Me, Tell Me

It is selfish of me
To be so sweet to you.
It creates an unfair standard
For her to live up to.
Show me how
To hold back feelings that’s so true.
Tell me how
To cease loving you.

It is childish of me
To dream of a future with you.
Yet dreaming
Is all that I can do.
Show me how
Not to feel split in two.
Tell me it is
Okay to be in love with you.