By Chance, I'm Losing You

I'm so afraid to be hurt, I will do it first

And I fear, my dear

The sand is falling faster

I can't tell if it's for this argument

Or our feelings, unkempt

I'm lost on what is true

Am I in love with the memory of you?

How much fear can we take?

I think the final straw is about to break

But I will hold onto the last fiber

Because I don't care about our anger

Or fear, or regret

I will never stop trying, my dear, my love

I will stand with you as the sky caves in 

And hold you tight when your mind is lost

No mistake you can make will ever make me regret

Trying every day to make us okay

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Courageous determination here, and a refusal to accept defeat. I can only offer best wishes.