I still get scared to look at you
But when I do, it's like I look at no one else
I didn't mean to make you my everything
Could I love you while I hate myself
I said I'm ready, I don't know if I lied
I feel safe with you, so I'm terrified
I hold my breath just for you to take it
My healing and pain are not unrelated
My walls are made of my heart
Would you still break them gently?
I'm all or nothing, but what is falling without in between?