You mean more to me than you’ll ever know.
You make me smile more than I’ll ever show.
But I’m still scared to give you my heart.
Because the last time I lend it out, it was ripped apart.
I’m still in shreds and I always will be.
So it seems strange that you’d like someone like me.
A person so torn and lost.
To understand whom time will cost.
I will pull away,
even if you stay.
I will run and hide,
but won’t accept it due to my pride.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I love you too much.
And I’m afraid one day you’ll look at me and realise I’m not enough.