I can still feel your love, but vaguely. The comfort and warmth of your touch is slowly starting to fade. It's been far to long since I could see your face or taste your lips. Uncertain of when our bodies will once again reunite, I become delirious. Tears began to fall at the thought that I may never again get lost in those eyes that once rendered me helpless.
The distance seems to grow between us, and your voice a little less familiar. Here I sit, still alone, wanting desperately to talk to you. Even if nothing is said, I just want to know that you are still a part of my life and not just a memory that once existed.
Getting to close always made me nervous. I swallowed my fear and I opened my heart to you with assurance that you would keep it safe. But lately, I'm starting to question your ability to protect it. I weight my choices a thousand times over again. If I continue this path im on, I can be hurt deeply. If I let my fears control me, then Im living my life half-hearted. I guess it comes down to this. Had I rather live my life safe and free of sorrow? Or experience something so wonderful, that even if the day comes that I do feel grief, im glad I could know a love so unconditional. If I turn away now, I have lost everything. If I hold back then I gain nothing.
Dwelling on what I'd rather do, I laugh knowing this is a waste of my time. Is it even a question worthy of asking? Still the answer is as simple as it gets. I will take my chances because I love you.