Were you always like this,
Was it always just me you saw,
Was my scent the only you loved inhaling,
Or was I only so blind?
Can I ever give you what you want,
I never thought anyone could ever love me,
What was it you saw,
I'll never know if I ever felt the same.
I don't even know if my heart still beats,
Let alone it being capable of loving you back,
The same way you love me, Or is it 'loved' now?
Those summer days, I played around with you,
And you just kept playing along,
Never revealing your heart's true nature,
Afraid to let out the burden inside your chest.
