I love you but I'm afraid to admit it to myself.
Because soon sweetie you will be gone to war.
Ive loved you since our first kiss.
And I will love you even after our last.
You made my dull life have color
And now you cuddle me when I'm cold and shut out.
My heart breaks when you talk about your future work.
Because it means that we will not work.
I have lived in shame of a former lovers words for many months.
But after our first kiss I felt free of everything.
Yet I still lie to myself.
Because loving and losing you would make my heart break.
And if you where to die, I would be lost.
And I dont know how much more my heart could take
With out you to fill its gaps
