How did I find myself in this predicament again?
This time, I was so careful, I was so precautious in everything I said,
Yet, I find myself in the exact same position I was in when I started.
When I found myself in love with you.
Firmly, I tried to believe, I don’t believe in love,
I’ve never loved anyone,
And that I wasn’t in love with you.
Instead, here I am, finding myself free-falling for you.
Through the clouds, flailing through the air, stretching out my hands to break my fall.
But there’s nothing to hold onto; there’s no one there to catch me.
So I fall, I continuously fall; regretting myself for ever listening to you.
Because it was you,
You who told me that the decision was up to me,
It was you who told me that I would come at a crossroads and I would need to decide.
Here I am at the crossroads, and I chose to go one way,
But I going backwards; in reverse.
Part of me wants me let myself fall in love with you, while another part harshly reminds me of the painful anguish I went through.
So I say it again;
I’m at a crossroads, and I don’t know where to go.
Whether or not I should love you.
Taking that chance, that leap of faith, how do I know if I’ll end up falling like I am now?
What if it’s all a mistake just like I made before?
My love is strong for you, but I don’t know how you feel;
I don’t know if your love has a greater gravity of mine.
After all, you may not even love me,
You may shun me away and I’ll find myself horribly heartbroken;
Please don’t break my heart.
Not when you were the one person I trusted; please don’t.
Just know that I love you, and whether or not to tell you is causing great distress in my heart.
I just want to let you know that my love for you is causing internal damnation;
I don’t know who to tell, what to say, what else to feel.
All I ask is for one thing:
Please don’t break my heart, because that will be the death of me.
Either your rejection or the pain that is inside of me now.