Lie

I was kind of your sister all the time

we needed no words to communicate

you were kind of my brother all the time

we knew we would never separate

and when there were hard times we helped,

consulted and consoled each other

and even if we didn't meet for a while

when we came together again

we understood at once what the other meant

and it's a lie that I don't need

your company anymore

but I will not bleed,

even though it hurts

and I mustn't weep,

or try to hold you back

it's your decision,

if you really want to go

get away right now

if I could decide which heart to love

I swear; it would be yours

This time you're here to tell me

you're in love- that's nothing new

I could consult you, like I always did before

but this time it's something else:

it hurts you to stay with me, and I don't want to lose

you

nor do I want you to love me, because I don't love you

like that

and if it hurts you, you're right to go

it hurts me too, but you don't have to know