The warmth, nothing but the truth of your actions and words pouring out of you.
Your smiles, your laughter, is something I look forward to seeing and hearing, the two most beautiful things that can start off my day.
That quickly can fade away, if I just miscalculate, if I just miss a step, and fall into the wrong arms.
But it's hard, not knowing when I can lose you because you got this mask, this thin piece of skin that surrounds your body, this invisible layer that I cannot remove,
That only you can remove yourself.
But you look at me and tell me that you're here. That you will always stay.
You're so assertive, but yet so small. So small in the sea of lies that you choose to place yourself in.
While I stand far away, knowing that the closer I am to you, the more you pull away because you can't stand it when I'm so close into the areas that you try so hard to hide from me.
But how can I really know you? I mean, is it even possible to know?
That day that I lose you, when will I know? How can I pull you back, if you are already gone?
How will I know...
Because I don't know your thoughts, your mind, or your heart. Where it's at or where it will be.
I don't even know if you know how much I care, how much I am truly sorry.
Who I am, the mistakes I make, the things that I don't mean when I yell them at you,
You're the person that can complete me.
But not like this.
I don't want to lose you, but what if I already am
Losing you.