When She's Near

Sorrow bogs me down when she is near
And the fact is too much for her to hear,
So I will never confess it.

Her hands will flaw my reserve,
Her touch is more than I deserve
And I cannot address it.

I know that this much is true
I do not love me and cannot love you,
But I cannot free you from this.

My grief will keep me from being alone
And there is nothing I can do to atone
For the crime of stealing your kiss.