Thoughts of You

Sometimes I sit and think of you, and only you.
I wonder how this all came about,
do I deserve to have something like we do?
I am so accustomed to being alone,
I wonder if I can handle the pressure of someone else's life.
Can I truly help someone else?
When I can barely take care of my own problems.
I feel like you belong in my life, like you were always meant to be here.
I'm afraid of being hurt, afraid to let it all go.
Afraid to have someone's heart in my hand, to have that kind of control.
Too scared to think of what I would do with that heart,
will it still beat if I have it?
I wish someone could help me through this, but you're the only one.
You, who feels the same as I, can't seem to believe it all either.
You broaden my horizons, you make me complete.
But what I want to know, if you're gone,
will my horizons be narrowed and will I not be complete.





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