tell me now,
why, and how,
didnt you know, what i feel,
when i even told you, for real.
alot of questions in my head,
why, why do you toying with my feelings til im dead?
getting my hopes up and down,
why?its true,
I AM in love with you.
i cant forget you,
what can i do?
i hate to be in love with you.
i remember every scratch and scar,
the memory seems to be so far,
though it happened just yesterday.
now tell me, what i want to hear:
is it love, or fear?
youre making my heart on fire,
leaving a burning desire.
to hug you,
to kiss you,
to feel your warmth,
there is nothing left,
but the memory of your touch,
which hunting me down,
leaving a deep scars,
that will be left forever.
