When I think of you, you call.
When you call, my heart jumps.
When my heart jumps, I cannot catch my breath,
Until I hear or see you one more time.
Today, you did not call when I thought of you.
My heart did not jump. My breath was silent and calm.
But I am not sure if I can stand not being with you again.
Is this love? Or is it simply an illusion,
Covered by a blanket of lies and deceit, that which trick the heart?
Am I who I thought I was? Or am I plainly
Fooling around with my own mind?
Strangely enough, my emotions depict a feeling of
Happiness mixed with sadness and tears.
I know not of any words that can explain this odd sensation.
I feel as though I want to climb to the top of the highest mountain
And scream-loud and clear so that everyone hears.
But I also want to disappear into the darkness,
And never return.
Tell me father, am I who I believe I am?
Am I doing what you would want me to do?
Or am I a roaming soul in search of something I will never find?
When will my nightmare stop? When will my hearts be one?
For as I fall asleep, I sense the minds of two.
And the more I fall in love, the more minds I can hear.
Please father, help me heal. Do not let me fall in love.
