Don’t fall in love with me,
I have nothing to offer.
I won't hold or caress your hand;
I will grip onto it for dear life.
I won't kiss your fears away;
I'm too busy crying away mine.
Our conversations won't be inspiring;
I'm always bringing myself down.
I won't warm your body at night;
I don't think I've ever felt warmth.
I won't whisper sweet nothings in your ear;
I have too many whispering that I am nothing in my own.
Please don't fall in love with me.
I love you too much to let you do that.
Because I won't take away your pain.
I'll only make it stronger.
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
Don’t fall in love with me,
I have nothing to offer.
I won't hold or caress your hand;
I will grip onto it for dear life.
I won't kiss your fears away;
I'm too busy crying away mine.
Our conversations won't be inspiring;
I'm always bringing myself down.
I won't warm your body at night;
I don't think I've ever felt warmth.
I won't whisper sweet nothings in your ear;
I have too many whispering that I am nothing in my own.
Please don't fall in love with me.
I love you too much to let you do that.
Because I won't take away your pain.
I'll only make it stronger.
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