It’s not over, isn’t it?

If I must deceive myself
that it isn’t love what I feel for you,
If I must lie
and say all I wanted to do was leave,
Please leave… before that time comes.

If I must hide my tears,
and my pillow swallowed an ocean,
leaving my eyes at night,
If I must smile,
breaking apart inside from the pain I let you feel,
Please run,
Please run away to the place
where happiness waits for you.

But, if even with the smallest chance,
If I’m allowed to love,
please let me hold onto you tight.
Let my pleading for you to stay
remind you that the only one I ever loved
was the man you truly are.

But if,
if I’m allowed to feel your warmth,
if I’m allowed to sink into your arms,
please fill my broken heart.
I know it’s hard for you,
telling me all those comforting words,
holding me together when I’m breaking inside.
But it gave me hope to live,
it kept me warm during storms.
Please sing me a lullaby one last time,
Please let me sink into your arms one last time.
I want to forget about my worries and pain.
I can’t hold on much longer.

Call me stupid, call me a fool,
but if it isn’t love what I feel for you,
I’ve never known what it feels like.
If wishing for you to stay,
If wishing for you to remember me for some time,
If wishing for you to whisper my name in your dreams,
If wishing you to be safe,
If praying day and night for you,
If crying every day missing you,
If all of the things inside of me isn’t love,
then I for sure have never known what love is.

I hate destiny for keeping us apart,
Hate that I can’t come close,
but still seeing at least your name light up on my screen
must mean you miss me too.
I miss you dearly, my love,
And I hope one day,
One day I’ll be allowed to come close again.
If that day comes, I’ll never let go again,
it’s my promise for you.
I love you, my dear.