As a part of me tries to entangle itself,
away from a feeling so unknown,
fighting the web of silence,
woven by my heart's groan.
I don't know this feeling,
I've never had it earlier here inside,
I console myself, that it'll someday escape,
though it's here to dwell and reside.
It shakes me out my daydreams,
And I think of it over and over again,
but then a fear strikes my head,
and leaves me with unending pain.
It's strange trying to avoid,
what dominates me everyday,
but we still caress the void,
though our hearts feel the same.
It's strange to both of us,
maybe that's why love is hard,
we've fell in, but we don't accept,
fearing falling apart.
Maybe it's a road we've never walked,
Maybe it's a fog getting our sight distraught,
Maybe it's a feeling we've never got,
It's love we know, but maybe not.
