When it ends

What happens when my world does stop
and you are so far away?
How did I become so attached
and how do I know you'll stay?
When did I become the fool
to again believe in love?
Are you the sweet invention of love's dream?
or my guardian sent from above?
I fight and try
to win my bitterness back
but you just keep holding on.
Oh well, I guess it can't be beat
and I'm bound into your love.

And yet, with you so far away,
I can't help but to fear
one day you'll realize like him
you're better off without me my dear.
Insecure and with failed beliefs
in true love is what I have to give.
in the end can you accept
this imperfect state of love I live?