Teetering between
I love you
And I will wait
And I will fight.
Tottering with
I need to leave
I have to stop this love
You'll never love me
You will never fight for us.
I will fall one way or the other
But the in between
Is just as scary
As imagining a life without you.
Not a good one but its been a while and I'm all types of irrational.