They say, But
They say that I've developed feelings for you love, affection, and so on I deny The more I deny the more they insist on their thoughts Though, Could it be true? Am I capable of loving at all? You are like the sunshine in the darkness of my storyline Adding something very special and new The thing is that I am afraid to fall Looks like my insecurities are in control Whenever I think good of you My demons rapidly appear in the picture Demonising anything perfect about you Reminding me of what you could be Of how ugly and cruel you might turn out to be Perhaps my biggest fear Even more than falling is being loved I guess I can't trust other's love anymore Pity on me! I'm a mess A completely complicated paradox I love being with you I would say it to your face and out loud I want to get close to you and make you even closer to me I long to trust you and make you feel trusted But I will hide my feelings a lot keep a distance for so long won't tell you so many things