When you Offer me your Love

When you offer me your love, Do not offer it halfway and insist I see the glass half full, I am not a reservoir.

Do not tell me to walk on coals to meet you; To brave the tides, taking the first step by blind faith, I cannot do that, my box of excuses has reached its limit.

If I cannot see your love, shinning on the darkest nights Then do not offer it to me at all.