The lines have blurred again, from my foggy vision.
Two are shown and it has once again come to fruition.
I'm crying, rocking, praying this time will be different.
Part of me knows the truth, but just won't admit it.
Deep down my heart is just not in it.
I've suffered my fair share, I see each time so vivid.
Will I be able to care for you or am I complicit?
I've wanted you for so long to the point I was livid.
I'd die for you but I also want to live through it.
Could you ever forgive me for being so timid?
I don't know that I have much fight left, I'm trying to wing it.
In the hopes I'll meet you soon , say I love you, and mean it.
