Just... Don't... it's too soon

It’s too soon
To know these things
Love is not in question
Too young to understand this trade
It’s not on my detection
It’s too soon.

Don’t speak to me of love
Of keeping you forever.
Don’t think of me as yours
I’m not at your call, not ever.
Don’t hold me close and whisper,
Sweet nothings to me here.
Don’t give me a possessive smile
When some other man comes near.

Just keep me at a distance
Like a mile and a half.
Just close your eyes when I smile
And PLEASE, don’t make me laugh.
Just kiss me very softly,
And keep your hands away.
And Just…
Just… Don’t.