Confused, lost, unsure.
Part of me wants us to be together, Thinking we were mean to be.
The rest of me wants us to be friends, Two people meant for nothing more.
I don’t know which side wins, I don’t know which side I want.
I know you are the one I feel like I should be with in the end.
Saving myself for you, wanting no one else.
Asking myself to move on, but never fully letting go.
Caught in an endless tangle, always ending up right back at you,
Wondering if things will ever change.
Confused, lost, unsure.
Are these feelings real? Is this love?
Are we too young for what has begun?
Will our history prevent a future?
Trying hard not to fall away, standing my ground,
Protecting my heart.
What is going to happen?
Should I just hold on and let it go?
Will you be there to catch my fall?
