Why do I stop being me,
If it’s me in love why do you see someone else?
A look can stop me, a laugh can make me but silence can kill me,
Mountains of love but lonely and cold.
I want more to be with you
But you are further than ever from me.
An absence is greater with you, it pulls ever more at me,
I do not act myself is that good or bad?
If you fall for this man will you love me?
I cannot see if the truth is worse than the present.
I look in your eyes searching for the answer,
But is the question do you love me or
Do you know I love you?
