I know that falling would be worst than leaving
Because at first you wouldn't know what will come
Will it be pain and despair?
Or attraction and repair?
I don't know and I've been thinking
About consequences for loving
I didn't know when to start but I admit that this is so frustrating
Loving you that I forgot to make a living
Stolen moments that we shared
Almost my life had felt
So lonely at the set
Where you were the main actor and I was only your faded soul
I
n the background where you, both lovers would kiss
Infront of me with no release
I can't do anything but watch
Because at first you were a catch
Many will come after you
While I would be hiding and silently choosing you
