I write this for you
Why? I don’t really know
Don’t even know if I should
Or can trust myself with you
Will this be another mistake?
Why do I put my trust and heart
In the line of fire
Over and over again?
Or am I just loosing trust
In human nature…
Trust and love
Maybe you won’t hurt me
But how am I to know that
I won’t hurt you either?
I wouldn’t be able to stand
Myself if I did that
Hurt seems to be attracted
To me, like a moth to light
Or is it me that is attracted
To it? It seems to be following
Me everywhere I go…
Tainting everyone I touch
But just as I couldn’t live
With myself if I hurt you
I don’t think that I could live
With myself if I couldn’t have you
I surprise myself by scanning every
Crowd for you,
How can my heart go behind my back
And fall in love so deceivingly
Wait
Did I just say love?
I’m not in love though
Maybe like but surely not love
I can see it developing
Into love though
Those eyes of yours haunt me
I long to reach out and
Brush the hair out of your face
To smooth that worried and sad cloud away
To see your face free of anxiety
A smiling sun
Light shoulders; freed from their burdens
Life is a fickle thing isn’t it?
It can beat you down, leave you stunned
And scared, but the challenge is
To like air, rise again
Same goes for love
Like falling off a really high tree
Or something
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