Sometimes I wonder.. if it’s really worth it.
This silence.. these feelings.. slowly it consumes me.
Being torn in between two people that I care about.
Lately I’ve been asking myself the question..
Am I where I want to be?
Yet that answer is simple.. but I won’t say the words.
Afraid of things shattering around me.. afraid of getting hurt again.
Love is suppose too be something beautiful.
Something that gives you the feeling you can fight the world.
Then why is it, when I think about that person.. my heart hurts?
Is it the distance.. Is it the past?
Though that answer is simple.. I won’t speak out those words.
Afraid we’ll fall back into that hole.. And won’t make it out.
So afraid of breaking what we made..
Yet here I am.. forcing up a smile.
My mind filled with thoughts of you..
My body wanting to feel your touch..
My heart crying out for your love..
Are we where we want to be?..
And yet again that answer is simple..
But I’m afraid to speak out those words…
This silence.. these feelings.. slowly it consumes me.
Being torn in between two people that I care about.
Lately I’ve been asking myself the question..
Am I where I want to be?
Yet that answer is simple.. but I won’t say the words.
Afraid of things shattering around me.. afraid of getting hurt again.
Love is suppose too be something beautiful.
Something that gives you the feeling you can fight the world.
Then why is it, when I think about that person.. my heart hurts?
Is it the distance.. Is it the past?
Though that answer is simple.. I won’t speak out those words.
Afraid we’ll fall back into that hole.. And won’t make it out.
So afraid of breaking what we made..
Yet here I am.. forcing up a smile.
My mind filled with thoughts of you..
My body wanting to feel your touch..
My heart crying out for your love..
Are we where we want to be?..
And yet again that answer is simple..
But I’m afraid to speak out those words…


