I am not possessive

I am not possessive,

but do understand, 

there's lies concern,

beneath the words... 

Words, that stings,

hurt your feelings, 

demanding scrutiny, 

of your dealings. 

And you get defensive, 

blame me for addressing, 

each prompt, every query, 

feels like interrogation. 

You raise valid objections, 

asking to trust intentions, 

still, actions defies explanations,

letting heart grow suspicions. 

I am not possessive, 

for, you are a special person,

and I wish to never damage,

sanctity of our relations. 

If only, there was reciprocation...