I wonder a bit too much of what I really feel inside.
It makes me depressed to think about it too.
It's not doubt, but uncertainty.
I have always been certain of the why's hidden in my smiles when you are around. Love is the answer; as it has always been. But surely, I can tell you this, I am uncertain too... Uncertain that this affection for you would be an everlasting one. I do know you. Know this and that. But I do not know you that much that I could make you smile (like the ones I offer you).
It makes me want to give up at times. But it makes me wonder too why I keep on holding on to what some people consider as something unsure. I must say this is love... But I do ask myself, must I fight for it? I guess not.
No... No need for that. As long as it's established in me that I love you, nothing else matters.
Except that when you'll love me too.
~Cherry
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